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Gym Ratz, Round 01

By: LilSheba



Where the hell is she? Ginny's always here, and now that I need her, not a sign of her. We joined this gym together over two years ago, and even though a lot of shit has happened for both of us since then, we've been pretty faithful to our workouts. The truth is, we make each other keep going. I'd probably have quit without her and I had to talk her out of leaving once. She said it was the money, but I know damn well it was that asshole boyfriend of hers. I'm so glad she got wise and dumped him; he was ruining her life. And mine.

"Ellen?" I hear her yell over the rumble of the Ellipticals! How the hell did she get in here without me knowing? I see her coming and wave, I'm too self-conscious to scream in public like she does and it's against the rules, but of course she ignores that. In a minute she's pumping away beside me, but I'm already soaking wet. Almost done. She says something about shopping, bla bla bla, but I'm just glad she finally got here. Wiping the sweat from my face I glance over at her. "Ginny, I've decided; I'm going to do it!"

"Yeah sure girly, I've heard that before. The thing you're best at is chickening out."

"Uh uh you gym slut, just because you'll take anyone home that'll go with you doesn't mean we all have to. You know I've been watching this guy for months. And he's here! Now! On that curl machine right in front of us. And I'm going to do it!"

What I said wasn't really fair, Ginny is a few years younger than I am and the animals in the weight room at the back really turn her on, even though a lot of them are even younger than she is. And there's no denying, a lot of them are built like to die for if you're into that sort of thing. And she is. I saw her walk up to a guy she'd never said hello to when he was resting between sets and put her hand around his biceps. Well no, not even close, but as much of it as she could. No doubt it's a way to start a conversation if you've got the guts! They left together that day.

But that's not for me. I appreciate bulging muscles and a massive chest, but I prefer the hard look. A body that's tough as nails from head to toe. I know damn well they're just as strong without all the bulges. They don't need to show off, they have brains somewhere besides their biceps and an inner confidence that almost glows. And he's one of them, older, salt and pepper on the temples, but every inch of him says "MAN". And hell, I'm older too. At 42, after two kids I think I still look pretty good, but I guess my tastes have changed. And I can almost taste him! Mmmmmmmmmmm. 

He fits the profile, and I'm hoping he likes a woman that is just as hard as he is. After two years in this place I've got every muscle in my body toned up, from my ass to my lats. And not an ounce of excess fat, although I'm not so skinny that my ribs stick out, like Ginny. I want to have some curves left. And by god I do, an hour-glass figure and a tiny waist! My tits are 34B, but still high and firm, and I'm proud of them. Good enough to get me plenty of looks, especially with the right bra.

And some of them have been from him. At first I was really put off by that. He watches all the decent looking women in here, not just me, from co-eds to seniors. His expression never changes but I can see his eyes on them. He thinks no one notices. But I do! The unnerving thing is, one day I was walking down the aisle towards him and he was looking right at me. And he never turned his head or looked away. Not even after I focused my eyes on him! I'm not used to that. Most any guy will look away when he knows he's caught. But his expression never changed then either. And I don't think he does that with most of the women.

Of course it makes me wonder what he's thinking. Analyzing? How old, how buff, what we'd look like spread out on a sheet, how good we can ... Oh my god I'm getting wet thinking about it! Isn't that dumb? But I have noticed one thing. He seems to concentrate more on red-heads. Bingo! And it's natural too. And I can prove it. And maybe, if he's lucky ... Who am I kidding? I'd feel like the lucky one! Dammit I want him! Or at least, I want him to pay attention to me! See where we go from there. So ... I have a plan. Scatter-brained I'm sure but it's the best I can do.

"So Ellen, what are you going to do, tackle him?" Ginny brings me back. 

"Hell, that's your technique!" I snort. But it's not far from what I have in mind. "I'm just going to bump him a little bit, just enough to need to apologize and go all flustered."

She looks at me. "If I know you that is just what you'll do – apologize and be on your way. Why are you so scared of men? You know they want the same thing you do!"

Oh my god! She's not one to mince words! But she's almost right. "I'd like to think that any man I'm interested in has at least a little interest in me. It's not like I want something permanent, you know that, but maybe someone to talk to, even go out with! And maybe someone to convince that asshole ex of mine that I DON'T want to get back with him, just because he thinks no one else gives a shit about me. He's a total wimp, and I think if he saw this guy he'd run pretty fast."

"Honey, I understand that, I do. But we don't know shit about this guy! Maybe he's an axe murderer! I've never seen someone keep so much to themselves in here. At least, not the good ones. Most dudes who've got it flaunt it!"

"You're talking about the children you go with," I snort. "Maybe that's the difference. He doesn't have to. And he knows it!"

"You're bad, you bitch. I don't know why I hang around with you."

"Same reason I do. A crutch. And someone to gossip with. I listen to your tales of woe and conquest!"

"And I'd listen to yours if you had any. Conquests. Plenty of woe!" 

"Oops, there he goes, on the Lat Bar. That's where I need him to be. Wish me luck honey, see you later." And I hop off the Elliptical, mopping the sweat from my face and bod a little. I have time; he does three sets of everything. 

By the time I finish wiping my machine down he's finishing his second set, and I wander around for a bit, waiting for number three. When he gets into it I start, from the back of the gym, not exactly running, but hustling down the aisle, and I reach him just as he lets go of the bar. This is it!

I'm going to bump his shoulder with my elbow. But at the last second he gets up and steps one foot into the aisle! And I slam into him, elbow hitting the middle of his back and my body running squarely into his shoulder! It's a disaster! Off balance, he catches his other foot on seat and lurches five feet ahead, hopping on one foot, before he catches himself. And the bottle of water goes flying from his hand and smacks against the building column, where it splits open and sprays water everywhere! 

But I get the worst of it, feeling like I've run into a tree and falling backwards onto my ass! And I manage to shriek with surprise so everybody in the place knows it! I've kind of had my bell run, my chin hitting his shoulder blade, and it takes a few seconds before I shake my head and realize what's happened! And my nose is sore too!

When I finally open my eyes and look up he's staring at me like I'm from Mars. "Ellen! What the hell are you doing?" And he puts his hands on his hips and just looks at me. But I'm so shocked by that I just look at him for a few seconds.

"I ... I was just ... how the hell do you know my name?"

He laughs. But at least he lowers his voice. "Ellen, I heard one of the girls at the desk call you that, but everyone in the place knows your name. You can thank your friend for that!"

Of course the sonofabitch is right! Ginny's yelling may have gone unmentioned, but no way is it unnoticed. If I can hear her, so can everyone else. Maybe outside the place too. Sheesh!

Finally, he walks back to me, putting a hand out, and I reach up, really needing the help to get my ass off the floor. But he grabs my wrist instead, and the next second I'm standing! He pulled me up like I was a toy! Of course I'm beet red, embarrassed like never before, with half the eyes in the gym on me, and totally flustered. 

Oh God! "I ... I was just ..." What the hell can I say? I was trying to get your attention? 

But he saves me. "Never mind. You were speeding. Now, are you all right? Your nose and chin are redder than the rest of you! Come here and sit down!" And he leads me to the Lat machine seat. As I plop down I feel my nose, then my chin. Still stings a little, but everything seems to be attached and in the right place. He hands me my towel and I wipe the tears away, along with a fresh coating of sweat. I look up again and try to smile, but I would really like to find a hole and crawl in. 

"Oh God, I'm so sorry ... sir, I never meant to ..." I have no idea what his name is and even less an idea what to say. 

"Tony," he says. I know you didn't. It's ok, whatever happened." He laughs. You owe me a water! And Here comes Sheila with a mop for you." He's kidding, the floor is carpeted, and Sheila is standing behind the desk, grinning like a Cheshire Cat and whispering something to Bob. But he's given me an idea. 

"Well ... Tony ... I'm glad you aren't mad. And I do owe you, that's for sure. I was just going to ... take a shower. Then I'm going to go to Charlie's Grille, down the other end of the mall, for a drink. I really need it now. If you want, come down and join me when you're done here and I'll buy you one too, to replace the water." By the time I finish I manage to be smiling, and giggle, rather shyly. Although I'm shaking I feel much better. 

"It's ok Ellen, I was kidding. I brought the water from home." He stops and I'm afraid that's the end of it, and I can't think of anything else to say. But then, "If you mean it, I might join you for one though, so I can make sure you're all right!" And he's grinning, but his voice says HE means it!

Oh my God! I can't believe it! Talk about making lemonade out of lemons! "Gee Tony, that would be nice. See you in a little while?"

"I want to finish up in here. Maybe in 45 minutes or so if that's all right?"

Yes yes yes! "Terrific, I'll be looking for you! Table over in the right corner if it's open." And just like that, we have a date! Sort of.

Of course, I barely make it to my locker when Ginny comes in at a trot. "That was a hell of an intro girl! I might have to try that!" And she gives out with one of her laughs. "What the hell happened?"

"I planned it like that!" I growl back. "You saw what happened, I'm lucky something isn't broken."

"Well, so was he mad? Did he give you shit? At least he pulled your ass off the floor. What did he say?" 

"He knew my name ... thanks to you." And I turn around right into her face and give her a big shit-eating grin. "And we have a date."

"Oh my God! Tell me girl! Did he ...? Did you ...? What are you gonna do?"

"Maybe I'll tell you later," I smirk. "Depending." That's all she's going to get for now, I don't want her in the bar, watching from someplace. And wondering will drive her crazy!

It takes 25 minutes before I make it to Charlie's, and I look at my watch like I'm timing a race. I need to calm down. I get my usual from Rocco at the bar and head to my table. It's only 4 PM and the place is empty. And it's the darkest spot in the room. I really need some lube now, so I down my drink and get another. And I drink half of it too. I don't want Tony to think I downed the first one. 

He's almost right on time, 47 minutes actually, but who's counting? He looks into the corner, waves, and goes to the bar and gets a beer. I've put on a short skirt and a very short casual top that doesn't really come down to the skirt, and if I stand up he's going to see a little skin. In fact, if I stand the right way he might even see the jeweled pin in my navel. I'm hoping I'll get the chance to let him. It's ok because there's no roll there, nothing but hard, smooth abs. All those crunches and bending and twisting in front of the mirrors have paid off. And if I bend over he won't care about the rest of it! Because I made a last minute decision and didn't bother to put on underwear.

Of course, I've been planning for something like this but I see he's just wearing a tee and shorts, probably all he had with him. That's fine with me, I'll be able to see those solid arms of his. After he yanked me off the floor like a teddy bear I realize there's even more there than I thought. And my thoughts drift momentarily to what other surprises he might have. 

But he arrives and with a smile I pat the bench next to me. And he's a good boy and sits right there! And Oh god, I can smell him! It's very faint but he's put on some sort of cologne or something. Mmmmmmm. And with a big smile I turn to him and give him a kiss on the cheek! "That's for not being an asshole in the gym today."

Laughing, he says, "I was so startled I didn't have time! And I was afraid you were hurt." And before I can even react to that he leans over and kisses me! And not on the cheek! But he doesn't make a big deal of it. "You owed me, now we're even!"

Damn! Is this going where I think it's going? "I don't know Tony, I think you might be a little ahead now, I'll put it on your account." I didn't expect to start out like this, and I like it a lot! But I don't want to rush things, just in case. "So Tony, is that how you meet girls?"

"As I suspect you've noticed, I don't normally "meet girls", but since it worked so well maybe I'll try it again sometime. I'm just glad it was you and not your ditzy friend." At least it seems he doesn't realize it was sort of on purpose.

I elbow him in the ribs. "You mean Ginny? God, she's so skinny it probably would have killed her. But I bet she'd like it. If she knew we were here she'd be jealous!" 

"You mean she doesn't?"

"Hell no!" I neglect to mention that she does know we are "someplace".

"Well since we did meet, I'm Tony August, and you are ...?"

"Ellen Treadwell, although I guess I didn't live up to my name today."

"I think you've belonged to the gym as long as I have, I remember you were one of the first people I saw. Or noticed anyhow. And you're there all the damn time!"

"Well, it's nice to be noticed I guess," I say with a smile. I've seen you looking at me you know. But I see you looking at just about everyone. The women anyway. At first I thought you were a real asshole. But I kind of got used to it. You get off on women in gym clothes?"

"I don't "get off". But I do appreciate a nice looking woman. Helps the workout go faster and takes my mind off the pain. No harm in looking is there?"

"Um well, it does make people self-conscious when you stare at them, and some girls really don't like it! They think maybe you're a perv. Maybe you are. I think I've seen a bulge in your shorts Tony! You thinking nasty things?" I giggle to let him know I'm not serious about it. Well not too serious anyway.

"I don't stare, I just look. And you've been looking at my shorts, and you're calling me a perv? And it's not a bulge, it's just a lump. My lump. If it was a bulge you'd know it!"

Oh shit, maybe I did go a little too far.! Dammit my glass is empty again; gotta watch myself before I'm in trouble. "Why Tony, I never guessed you like to brag!"

"I don't, you brought it up. I guess you're good at that. At least you don't look away like most of the women, you've got guts. I like that." Suddenly he laughs. "That's why I look at you a little more than the others. That and that hot body of yours."

Oh my fucking god! I have to watch out with this one! He doesn't pull his punches! I'm sure that's a line. But dammit, the woman in me loves it! He said it right out, so he can't take it back! I can't help giving him a big smile. "I guess that's a compliment!" In spite of myself, I giggle! "Maybe I look because I see something I like too! But guys aren't s'posed to look back! It's no fun if you're caught doing it!"

"How do you know I like hot bodies? Maybe I like skinny ones, like your friend ... Ginny?"

I giggle again. "Cuz if it's not what you like you wouldn't think I have a hot body! And you wouldn't be looking! And a lot of guys do think Ginny is hot." I add the last to change the subject for a moment. I'm getting a little embarrassed suddenly, or maybe it's just the alcohol. But I can feel myself flush.

One of the waitresses has finally come in, and she saunters over to our table, since we're the only ones there. "Need anything?"

He looks at me. "Ellie?"

Dammit. No one ever calls me that! But from him I kind of like it. It's personal. "Whatever he's having."

He orders another beer and she's back in a minute with two. And he pays! I was afraid it might be awkward, considering I offered him one. I don't

really like beer, but at least I can nurse it. Don't really need much more.

Suddenly he lifts his glass and says, "To Gym Ratz!" 

I'm really hoping he means us, not just me. "Is that what we are?" I say with a big grin. I just get a nod in reply, and I tap his glass. We chatter on for a while and he loosens up a little. Maybe it's the beer, maybe it's the way I keep touching him. After all, I want him to feel "comfortable". 

But when I "inadvertently" put my hand on his thigh, over the shorts, he ups the ante and looks at me with a smile as he puts his hand on my knee, bare below the short skirt. "Oh!" escapes my lips, I wasn't expecting that! But what the hell, why are we here? I put on a great big smile and say, "Why, Tony!"

But he reaches his other hand over on top of mine, the one on his thigh. "Why, Ellie!" with as big a smile. And I just can't help a giggle, and I give him a little squeeze. And I feel his fingertips very slowly start to slide up over my knee and onto my thigh. Instant goose bumps! But dammit it feels good! I shudder and take a deep breath.

"Tony?"

"Yeah Ellie?"

"Bump. Or Bulge?"

He looks down at the table. "I don't know, can't see it."

I know what that means. I'll have to find out for myself. So I call his bluff, pull my hand from his and start sliding very slowly up the front of his pants. All of a sudden I'm shaking, and it's pure sexual energy! The game has changed. And I feel him slump down just a little, making it easier for me. Oh my god! I gasp when I realize his hand is sliding up too. And it's already under my skirt! And I'm now painfully aware of what's missing up there!

But then my hand hits something, and I slide it up to see what. Oh my god! No bump. BULGE! And it's huge! I gasp again, this time looking at him. And all the while my hand is moving, exploring, and it just keeps going!

He stares me right in the eye and says, "Well? bump or bulge?" And at the same time I feel his fingertips start to run up my inner thigh. Oh shit!

And I say, stupidly, "Is that all you?"

He answers matter-of-factly, "I think so, you can check if you want." And I'm dying to! But I can't tell him that!

But he saves me for the moment with a simple question, "Want another drink?" All the while his fingertips playing up and down on my soft smooth skin, about two inches from my pussy. And it's ten times as erotic because I know he could touch me at any moment, even if he doesn't.

"N ... no. Maybe ..." I don't know how to say it. 

"Maybe we should go someplace else?" he asks, with a big smile. "How about my place ... or yours?" 

"Mine." It's just up the hill, and I'll feel more secure at home. He leaves the tip and we make it out of there in record time. And he leaves his car at the gym. It's open all night and it'll never be noticed. We climb in mine and look at each other. 

And he hitches himself over as close to me as he can get, with a big smile, and in about two seconds we're in a clinch that would make a prize fighter proud! His fingers twine through my hair, and in the microsecond before his lips cover mine he says in a throaty whisper, "By the way, I like redheads!"


Gym Ratz, Round 01



I whimper as his lips grind against mine, already on fire, and when I feel his tongue touch me, my mouth opens like he had a key, and I suck it in gently. And when I feel his hand on my thigh again I spread my legs and moan. But he's not an animal, he kisses me like a pro, deep then teasing, then nibbling. And his hand has a light touch, moving slowly and lightly on my soft inner thigh.

I reach over and find the bulge without any trouble at all, and begin running my hand up and down it. And it's his turn to moan when I wrap my fingers around and squeeze a little. Oh my god, it really is as big as I thought! And I groan into his mouth when his fingers suddenly dig into my thigh and his tongue rams deep into my mouth. Oh fuck!

There's no doubt about what we both want, but this is not the place for it, so with the last ounce of common sense I have left I pull back my hand and gently pull his away. If we had gone any farther I might not be able to drive. I look at him with a smile, reassuring him, and gasp out, "Only two minutes!" as I start the car. Between him and the drinks I have real trouble driving, especially because he's running a hand over my hair and one up and down my leg, but outside the skirt now. 

But we make it and I pull as close to the house as I can get. When I come around the car he's waiting but I grab his hand and just about drag him up the walk. I manage to find the lock and step into the hall in front of him, wondering through the haze of lust where to take him. But he stops me in my tracks when he puts his hands on my waist, touching the bare skin under my top with fire, then presses himself against my back. I'm already shaking, but I moan and my head goes back when his lips suddenly touch the side of my neck, and I just let myself fall back against him. 

His lips leave a wet trail as they slide back, and when he nudges my hair away and gently nips the back of my neck I groan and push against his mouth, my hands grabbing his so he can't let go. And I feel it! His cock is pressing against my ass! He's not being nasty about it, but letting me know it's there, waiting. 

Finally he pulls his hands free and they slide slowly up my sides, over the blouse, to my surprise. But they find what they want, and he cups me, squeezing lightly as he pulls me back even harder, I'm moaning and panting now, and when I turn my head, trying to see him he kisses me, hard, his tongue sliding deep between my lips. Oh god I'm so wet! I can feel something running down my thigh! 

He lets me turn around, facing him, and then his hands move quickly back to my waist. Oh shit! He picks me up, right off the floor, turns and presses my back against the wall! And then he grabs both my hands with his, pushing them as high up on the wall as I can reach and presses against me, our bodies in a tight sandwich.

And now his mouth really goes to work! We kiss again, lips grinding and tongues darting in and out, playing with each other. But then he kisses my cheek and then, right by my fucking ear! And I almost go into orbit, gasping, moaning and turning my head to the side. And now his mouth and tongue explore while his hands go to work, sliding down my raised arms, then up and down my sides, grazing my tits but not lingering there, then down and behind me, cupping my ass and pulling me against him and his bulge.

He kisses down from my ear, nipping and licking at my neck, then down the side of my throat, and I push my head back, offering it to him. His lips suck, not too hard, his tongue leaves a wet trail, and his teeth graze playfully, but he doesn't hurt me or mark me. He's just driving me fucking wild, out of my senses! The noises I'm making sound pitiful, even to me, like a lost kitten, needing a home.

His lips move lower, into the vee of my blouse, and his hands start slowly undoing buttons! And it's taking forever! I wiggle and squirm against the wall, and my nipples are already so fucking hard, jutting out at him through the cloth. But finally he's done and parts the material just a bit, then kisses his way down, between my breasts without touching them. I'm moaning as I lock my fingers into his hair, and I'm so fucking glad I didn't wear a bra!

When he gets almost to my navel he stops, and his tongue leaves a wet trail back up and he slowwwwwwly pushes the blouse away, exposing me. And without lifting his head, he rubs his cheek against each breast and nuzzles against me. Oh god! My breathing is short and choppy and I'm shaking, head to foot. And my nipples want to explode, aching, they're so fucking swollen!

And finally, FINALLY! He slowly pulls his head back and looks, just looks. Then his eyes shift to mine and he says, "Ellie, they're gorgeous! They really are!" 

Ohmyfuckinggod! That's the first really personal, tender thing he's said to me, and to this 42 year old woman who worries about her body every day it's like the voice of God! And he reaches out with both hands, covering and squeezing first, then letting his fingers catch the nipples. His eyes are wide open, staring, and he squeezes, then pulls, stretches and twists. And I'm making soft, gasping moans with every touch!

All I can get out is "Tony!" as I pull him to a breast with both hands, and his wet, warm lips slide gently over the nipple, sucking harder as he takes me deeper into his mouth. And he moans with pure pleasure as his lips nurse and knead and suck and his tongue swirls slowly round and round. My hands are pulling harder and harder, wanting him to devour me right now, and my legs are shaking like a leaf. 

His hand on the other breast is positioned so that he can cup and squeeze me, but his fingers have hold of the nipple, teasing it constantly. And he begins to torture me, his teeth grazing the tender bud over and over. Then they suddenly lock around the base, and I gasp as he pulls back, stretching me! Oh fuck!

Right now I have just one problem, my legs are not going to hold me up any longer! And I cry pathetically, "Tony, please!" When he lifts his head and looks at me I just point down the hall past the living room. He leans forward for a moment, kissing me, then snatches me up off the floor in his arms, and I lock mine around his neck as he carries me to the bedroom. And we are both sporting Cheshire grins!

He sets me gently on the edge of the bed, but I know it's my turn now and I slide off and onto my knees on the floor. He doesn't have a belt so I reach for the button on his shorts and pop it open. But before I pull the zipper I lean forward and nuzzle for a moment against the bulge, then look up at him as I playfully run my lips along the length. And it's his turn to gasp and moan, his eyes staring down at me. 

When I finally unzip, his shorts almost fall off and I see he's wearing boxer briefs. And I'm pleased to see that the end of that giant bulge is almost soaked with pre-cum! I grab him with one hand at the same time my mouth covers the wet cotton, and he groans as I suck and taste him. God I love his taste. And I love his scent! No cologne down here. Just MAN!

I look up at him with a smile in my eyes and give a little growl, biting hard for just a second before I grab the waistband and pull! Oh God! I'm suddenly face to face with what every woman dreams of and fears most. It's a beautiful long thick cock, and I'm afraid it's going to kill me and I have to have it! I grab him with one hand, just feeling the weight and all I can think to gasp out is, "Tony, it's so big!"

He gives me a strained laugh, and I grasp him with both hands, running them over it. I'm not so much stroking it as just wanting to feel it! But he moans and I know that's not what he wants, and I try to really stroke it, but it's dry and my hands don't slide easily. Only one thing I can do. I kiss it, then lick down one side, turn it and lick the other. And I giggle when I hear him shudder and gasp. And I know I have to try. 

I press him against my lips, shut my eyes and open wide. I can't imagine it will fit but it does, and in a moment I have a mouthful of cock head! He moans and grabs my head with both hands as I swirl my tongue around his tip, sucking and nibbling. I begin to drool almost immediately, and when I pull him out for a moment he's dripping wet. I run my hand up to the tip, then back down, now nice and slippery, and when I pop him back in I squeeze hard, then jerk him as I suck.

But his hands are pulling and I slowly let him deeper into my mouth, using my tongue to keep him lubed up. When I figure it's all I can take I start to slowly move, sliding him in and out, but I still have one hand wrapped around him, and my lips aren't even touching it! So I try going deeper and deeper, and sure enough I begin to gag as it hits the back of my throat. He's moaning and growling now, and when I look up I see him staring down at me, watching intently as he disappears into my mouth. I'm drooling so hard already that ropes of spit drip from his cock to the floor every time I pull him out. 

But I feel those hands tighten again, and he pulls when I take him as deep as I can. And Pulls! And I can't move! But his hands move my head up and down, side to side, almost shaking me, and suddenly, it's in my throat. And he keeps pulling until my nose is buried in his pubes and I can feel his balls against my chin. I put my hands against his thighs and push but nothing happens. And it's terrible and I want to scream but I can't make a sound. I'm sealed off by his cock! And I know I'm going to die right here, right now, but fuck! It's so erotic I feel like I'm ready to cum! 

Just when I'm about to give up I feel his hands loosen, and he allows me to slide slowly back, under his control. Spit is pouring out of my mouth, and I'm gasping and gagging and coughing, but he just says quietly, "Ellie is a good girl! Fuck that's so good!" And after he allows me a few breaths he shoves the tip of his cock in my mouth and starts sliding slowly in!

I don't know what to do. I'm scared and I know I could fight him, even bite him maybe. But something deep inside is saying, "I want this! I love this!" And when he hits my throat again I tilt my head a little more and down he goes! And I know I have cock halfway to my stomach!

And, holding my head still, he begins to fuck my throat, long slow strokes, never pulling back enough to let me breathe. This is what it's like to be owned. My life and death is in his hands! But he has it timed right. He pulls back just when I can't take any more. And he lets me catch my breath just long enough. And after the fourth time I begin to realize, it doesn't feel as bad any more! My throat has given up and is open to him!

And suddenly I'm proud, that I can take this monster cock, all he has to give me. And it occurs to me that now I really have him under control. He'll do anything to have me take him like this. Every time down he was gasping and moaning and shuddering and jerking. And before he can pull me back again I grab his thighs and ram my mouth down over him, taking him all in one motion! 

And I begin to bob, taking him deep and hard, realizing that it really feels better this way. I make little sounds, wet bubbly ones, as that big rod pistons in and out of my throat, and foam is coming out of my lips around his cock. I look up in time to see him throw his head back and yell, "Oh my fucking god!" And he grabs my head hard and growls, "Ellie, shit!"

I let him push my head back, knowing I've won and knowing I love it! Suddenly I have this power over him that he can't resist! It's a rush and I'll take all the gagging and choking for that! I can do what I want with this cock. And him! He's strong enough to throw me around, do what he wants with me. And I love that! But the ultimate power is mine!

And I use it! I wrap one hand around him again and guide him back into my mouth. And I suck, lick, jerk and bob, sometimes letting my teeth graze his shaft, sometimes nipping at his head. And he's bucking and jerking and moaning like he's in pain. But I know he loves it! He was so close, and I know I could have made him come in seconds. And I still can, any time I want!

But that's not what I want. We both have better things to do. I continue, giving him the blow job of his fucking life, but making sure he doesn't get there. And I reach my free hand down under my skirt, letting him see just what I'm doing. I'm so fucking wet! My thighs are running, and I jam two fingers into myself. I gasp and shudder for a moment as I start to fuck myself in time with the thrusts of my lips over him. And it's not long before I'm moaning around his cock and I know we're all done here!

I ease him out of my mouth with a big smile, and he reaches down, still gasping, and pulls me to my feet. Full of confidence now, I undo the skirt and let it fall, standing proudly as he stares at me. His eyes are almost like heat as he takes in my body. I know it's hard and lean and curvy and I want him to see every inch of me! And I reach down a hand between my legs and slowly stroke my pussy, staring him right in the eyes. Very softly, he gasps, "I thought you'd be shaved."

"If I was I couldn't prove it's natural!" And with an impish smile I reach down and run my fingers through my little muff of ginger red hair. "You like?"

And he growls, "Oh fuck, Ellie" as he picks me up again and sets my ass on the edge of the bed. But this time he reaches down and grabs my ankles, and before I can react my feet are above my head on either side, my ass rolled up in the air. And as he sinks to his knees his hands slide down my legs, ending up on the backs of my thighs and holding me in position. And he looks up from between my legs with a lear of lust on his face. And I think I'm about to be devoured alive in one big bite!

But he turns his head and kisses me on my inner thighs, one then the other, lightly running his lips and tongue along them. I shudder and gasp and sigh, and I wrap my arms around my legs, helping to hold them there. He teases me, then gives me the impish look and buries his nose in my bush, rubbing it back and forth for a moment as I giggle, then moan. Then he kisses me on my pussy lips, with a little lick. "Ohhh, Tony, shit!" I gasp out in a high, wavery voice as he begins to gently lap up my running juices, savoring them with a moan of satisfaction. 

His hands are still holding me, but he slides them over the soft skin of my sensitive thighs and his tongue starts pressing harder as he licks up and down my lips. Now it's my turn to shudder and jerk, and gasp as his tongue parts my lips and goes deeper and deeper, up and down. "Oh GOD!" I groan as the tip suddenly slips in my hole! The sonofabitch is lapping up my juices like a cat with saucer of milk, and every touch forces a little whimper or gasp out of me. 

Until finally his lips lock over me and his tongue plunges in, deep, deeper, deepest! Oh fuck! He grinds his mouth against my pussy, his nose between my lips and rubbing, and he tongue-fucks me and drinks as I gush into his mouth. I can't stand it anymore and I have to move, so I spread my legs wide and put my feet on the edge of the bed. And my hips begin pumping, ramming my pussy into his face over and over. He's got me moaning and squealing and whimpering all at once and my whole world is that mouth on my pussy! Who's got the power now, girly?

I start to shudder, and I know I can't possibly take much more of this, but as I'm about to push him back his lips slide up and his tongue finds my clit! I squeal and my whole body bucks. And his lips slide over it and he sucks gently as his tongue goes round and round the swollen tip! My hands grab little balls of sheet and I hold on for dear life, gritting my teeth, eyes clamped shut. And I just can't shut up squeals as my body is bouncing on the bed. 

But when his teeth graze the tip, that's it! I throw my head back and scream as my hands pull at the sheet and my legs are thrashing in mid-air! And that tongue is still gently swirling around. Minutes later, when I'm finally lying panting on the bed I can open my eyes again, to see him staring down at me with a big grin. "Holy shit, Tony!" I gasp.

"Holy shit, Ellie!" he laughs back, and plops down on the bed, lying beside me. He slides his arms around me and gives me a kiss with his incredibly cum-covered face! I can taste myself but I don't mind it and I give him a playful lick, then use my hand to wipe his face. I roll over once to get us into the center of the bed and he follows, then kisses me again. Right now this feels fantastic, just what I need, and I love how he jumps when I reach down and wrap my hand around his cock. And we make love for a few minutes as I slowly stroke him. 

He begins playing with a nipple, stroking and squeezing lightly, and I moan with pleasure at his touch. But I can feel the fire building in me again. And then the hand slides over my hard tummy to my pussy, and he trails one finger lightly up and down my lips. I shudder and my hips lift slightly, and I softly moan, "Ohhhhh, Tonyyyy,' almost in fear. 

I may die now. His cock is so big and gets so hard and I've never had anything like it before and it may split me open and kill me. But I'll die with it in me because that's where it has to go now. Nothing matters but that. And when he pushes himself up I grab a pillow and put it under my head because I have to watch. 

I spread my legs wide for him, knees up in the air, and he kneels between my thighs. He pushes that big head down and rubs it up and down my leaking pussy lips and I lift my hips a little for him. And I stop breathing as he pushes against me, and the tip opens me and oh my god he's sliding in and it hurts and I cry and I'm stretched so wide and... and... and... it's in me!

Not very deep, but the pain was momentary, and I can feel him, so big! I can feel my cunt throbbing, trying to adjust, and it's a good thing I'm so dripping wet. Suddenly I'm gasping, breathing deep and hard. And he leans forward, breathing hard too, as he puts his hands on both sides of me. And when he pushes gently my hips react, pushing against him, and suddenly it's much easier!

When he pulls back slowly, almost out, I whimper, not wanting to lose him now. And his hips thrust, in again. And again, and again, a little deeper almost every time. And I spread my legs even wider, wanting, needing, demanding all of him! Both of us are grunting quietly, moaning with every thrust. I'm so tight and he's so hard and oh my fucking god I'm shaking 'cuz it's so good! 

"Ellie, shit!" his way of telling me it's good for him too, or maybe too good, as he stops moving for a moment. And he shudders as he bends his head down to kiss me, and I'm afraid maybe he's losing it, but he relaxes and we smile at each other. 

In a minute he starts moving again and I join him, slow, easy, there's still a ways to go and he's already exploring new territory. But it's good. Oh god, it's so good! But it's getting better and he starts going a little harder, and in a moment there's a loud slap as our two hard bodies collide. Oh god, he's buried in me! And I'm so fucking full. Stuffed with cock. But I'm still alive! Burning! On fire! And he grunts and slams it in once more just to be sure. And now I want to be fucked to death!

He pushes back up again, kneeling, and grabs my hips, then starts fucking me with a slow rhythm which gradually increases. And as we both relax he goes harder, until my body is bouncing on the sheet with every thrust, and I have to moan and grunt. I just keep my legs as wide as I can, luxuriating in the feeling like I've never known before. But my hips begin to pump in time with him, and now our bodies slap together with every thrust. There is something about his hard body over me that's especially erotic, I can feel his power right through his cock! We are both breathing hard and deep, and I can see a sheen on his forehead, but he doesn't let up, and the bed is creaking a bit now, and rocking slightly.




Gym Ratz, Round 01



I've had my hands on my tits, and now I find the nipples, pinching and pulling slightly, and oh fuck! It goes right to my cunt! When he sees me whimper and moan he smiles, and I can see he likes it. And feels it too, because my cunt begins to flutter and clench around him, and he gasps, "Oh yeah!"

I have to close my eyes and my head goes back, and now it seems I can feel him twice as much. And when he begins to move faster, I begin to moan, "Ohhhhhhhhhh god Tony! Yesss, baby oooooo, yes! Oh! Oh! Oh! Oh!" I know I'm not going to last much longer and I don't want it to end this fast but it doesn't matter now because, ohmyfuckinggod, I'm over the top! I grab his arms and yell, "Tonyyyyy! Oh baby fuck me! Fuck me now! Harderrrr!"

And he does, with a growl, as he jams it into overdrive, slamming into me and pounding my hard ass down into the mattress. I throw my legs up into the air, then wrap them around him and pull hard! And when I scream and lose all control, he keeps going, slowing a little but fucking me with a steady pace. I cum like a train, exploding under him and lifting him as I grind. It's even better than when he ate me, and it takes a long time before I come down, shock after shock slamming though me. But Finally I lie limp, whimpering and gasping under him, and I realize, that iron bar is still in me, still moving slowly!

When I grab him with both hands he smiles, bends down and kisses me and slows till he's hardly moving. "Oh god, Tony," I gasp, "that was ... amazing!" 

"I thought so too!" he laughs. "I'm just glad you survived! But I loved every second of it!" And he kisses me again. And slowly, his hips begin to move again. 

But I'm too spent to feel much or do much and I pull him down onto me and give him a kiss. And then say, "Give me a minute, Tony, you took my breath away!" I'm well aware that right now it's 2-0 my favor, and I'm not quitting on him but I need a little break.

He rolls to his side, taking me with him, and slides gently out of me. And we hold each other and touch and kiss and play, but already, I'm missing that feeling inside of me, and I can feel his cock touching me, still hard and hot! Of course I quickly find it with my hand, and he sighs with pleasure when I gasp him. And as we cuddle I slowly stroke him, his cock well lubed with my cum.

Soon he's sighing into my mouth as we kiss, and his hips move slowly in time with my hand. And I feel his palm cup my pussy again. And I gasp as I realize how good it feels, as he begins to return the favor, stroking me lightly. Soon we are gasping together, and I let go and press against him. And when he moves his hand away his cock is stroking up and down my pussy. 

He deserves a break, and I push him onto his back and slide on top, giggling as I give him a long deep kiss. Now he's moaning and his hips are pumping harder, and that big cock feels sooooooo good against my clit! Planting my knees I push up and reach behind, grabbing his cock, and I quickly lift to position it and slide slowly down. Oh fuck, I wasn't expecting it to feel this good! And I love how he gasps and shudders and moans as my ass comes to rest on his hips and I'm stuffed full once again. 

Lifting just a little I begin to rotate my hips, and groan as I feel it moving inside me, and his breath is coming in short hard pants now. And when I lean forward, put my hands on his shoulders and slowly pump my ass up and down with long slow strokes, I shudder too, now realizing how much I love the feeling of this big cock buried in me! I'm soaking wet again and his cock makes sloppy sucking sounds as it goes in and out!

He reaches out and grabs my hips, and his hands tell me he wants it faster, harder! Now my ass is slapping against him, filling the room with sound, and his deep grunts contrast with my high-pitched cries, moans and gasps! And soon his fingers grasp me tighter and he begins slamming me down on him, then pulling me up almost his full length and doing it again and again over and over. Oh goddammit! In time with his thrusts I manage to gasp out, "Oh yes! Fuck me Tony! Make me take it! Oooooooooooooh, damn, it's so good!" 

There is something about his animal need and the feeling that he has total control of me now that is so erotic. God I want him to split me in two, slam that iron bar into my stomach! My words excite him even more, and with a growl he pulls his legs up behind me, so hard I'm thrown forward almost onto his chest. And he begins to roll his hips, ramming even deeper as the slapping of our hard bodies gets louder and louder. 

The bed is rocking back and forth with every thrust, and banging against the wall, adding to the sounds of our wild fucking, and I can't help screaming, gasping and crying with every stroke. Tony's eyes are shut tight and he's concentrating only on pounding me into total submission. But I begin to rock, slamming back against him, wanting more, deeper, harder!

I love his snarls of lust and his hard body under me, bucking and thrashing as I ride him! But once again I can feel myself losing control, and I begin to shudder and make high pitched little cries. But this time he's ahead of me, and suddenly yells, "Oh fuck!" As he rams into me one more time and his hips lift off the bed as he growls and bucks. 

"Oh god, yes! I gasp out as my pussy explodes on his pumping cock and clenches tight around him! I fall onto his chest, and my contractions help to milk the cum out of him! 

I'm lying on top of him, gasping, my face buried in his neck, and I feel his sweaty chest rise and fall as he desperately tries to catch his breath. And my cunt is still spasming, again and again. When I can move again I roll to his side and feel his soft cock slide free. We are both spent, but even now, his need satisfied along with mine. He rolls to his side and puts his arms around me, crushing my breasts against his chest for a long kiss. Then for a moment or two we nibble at each other. And soon we are sound asleep.

I wake up to an odd tingling feeling, and when I come to enough I realize it's a fingertip, slowly circling my nipple. I lie still for a minute, enjoying it, but finally I open my eyes and smile. "Hi."

"Hi yourself," he whispers and leans forward, giving me a little kiss. But he's quiet for a moment, then says, "I guess I should probably go."

Oh no! This feels so fucking good right now, something I haven't felt for a very long time. "Why, you got a date?"

"No," he says and is silent for a minute. "I just thought maybe you'd had enough of me."

Oh my god! This is the first sign of insecurity I've ever seen in him! He's not sure I want him any more! "Stay with me, Tony, please?" And I put my arms around him and pull myself against him, and, amazingly, we both fall back to sleep!

When I wake up again it's because I have to pee. And we're all wrapped up in each other, and I have trouble extricating myself from him and I know I wake him too, but it can't be helped. And while I'm at it I clean myself up a little, realizing my body has a layer of dried cum down there. When I open the bathroom door he's standing with an elbow against the wall, waiting. And with a little smile I pad back to the bed and wait for him. 

It takes him a couple of minutes and I hear water running, but when he comes back to me the insecurity is gone! He climbs into the bed and grabs me like he owns me, pulling me hard against him as he kisses me, softly first, then harder and harder. Well ya' know what big guy, me too! And I surprise him a little as I jam my tongue into his mouth!

We both moan and thrash on the bed, bodies moving against each other, and in moments his big fucking cock is hard again and sliding against my stomach as he rocks his hips! No fooling around now! He pulls his lips from mine and lowers his head, and sucks in a nipple as hard as he can! I groan and arch my back, challenging him to take more and he does, as a hand grasps my other breast and squeezes hard. My body is absolutely on fire and that iron cock tells me I don't have to worry about him! He's biting me and it hurts a little and I love it, and when he locks his teeth around me and pulls I snarl as I pull back, daring him to do it harder. 

Through clenched lips I growl out, "Tony, for Christ's sake, fuck me! Now!"

He slams me onto my back so hard the bed shakes and almost before I can spread my legs he's on me! And in one more second he's in me! Not too far because I am still tight and I moan at the sudden intrusion. But I'm already gushing wet and it only takes a few hard strokes before he's buried! 

We lie still for a few moments, panting, adjusting. And then we begin. He reams me with long slow strokes, and right out of the gate I match him, lifting my hips with every thrust, asking for more. "Oh fucking god, Tony!" comes from somewhere, and in response he growls and accelerates, pounding into me hard and fast, our hard bodies slapping loudly together. 

He's leaning forward, his hands grasping me hard below my elbows, and I couldn't move if I wanted, pinned to the bed. Except my hips, and I begin to growl too as I lift my ass almost off the sheet, ramming myself onto him. It's animal against animal now, trying to screw each other into oblivion, and we are panting, grunting, sweating, demanding more and more from each other! 

Suddenly he stops and straightens up, staring down at me as his sweat drips on my stomach. And in a millisecond he grabs me with a snarl and flips me over, handling me like a rag doll. But I land on my knees, and spread my legs wide as I put my head down. And there it is! That fucking cock rams into me so hard I slide forward about six inches! "Oh fuck! Yes!" both of us say it in unison as his fingertips dig into my hips and oh god, he begins to pound me!

And I rock back and forth on my knees and elbows, slapping against him as hard as I can, grunting every time that pole stuffs me full again. I'm actually crying, but it's just from lust and desire and exertion and sheer giddiness. I'm gasping, trying desperately to get enough air, but I can hear him too, panting in between moans and grunts. The bed is making a racket, pounding against the wall, and I know it's going to leave a mark. Fuck it!

"Ahhhh, SHIT!" I yell in surprise and pain as his hand suddenly slaps hard on my ass. But the second time I just ram myself back onto him even harder, loving the sting. And I love it even more when he does it again. And again. Some where it occurs to me though, I don't feel like I'm going to cum, maybe because we are pounding each other so hard. But that's good because I don't want this to end until neither of us can move any more!

But finally he slows down and pulls back, and I listen to him for a moment, gasping and panting and there is a steady drip on my ass. But he grips my hips and turns me over again, slowly now, and backs up a little. And begins to lower his head to me. And when he suddenly buries his face in my pussy I almost sit straight up! But I grab his hair and pull him up and snarl, "Tony, no!"

He straightens up and stares at me blankly, but I pull myself a way and push him onto his back. Then I climb aboard, crawling over him till I'm over his cock and my pussy is over his face. And as I grab his cock he grabs my hips and yanks me down to his mouth, and I feel that delicious fucking tongue again! I hold him with one hand, bobbing hard and tasting myself as he begins to eat me! And both of us are gasping and moaning. 

His tongue slams deep into my hole and he fucks me hard with it. But then I feel his mouth moving over me, and he's kissing first, sucking, nipping, biting! I moan at the delicious pain and ram myself down onto his mouth as I suck hard, then slide my teeth up the length of his cock and clamp around the tip. He snarls, lifting his hips suddenly and ramming himself back into my mouth deep, daring me to bite him harder, and I do. And he grabs handfuls of my ass and yanks me down, squeezing hard as he tortures my pussy with his lips, tongue and teeth.

Only one thing left and I do it! I move my hand and ram my mouth down over him, my chin slamming against his balls as his hair surrounds my nose. I clamp my teeth around him again, tight, for just a moment, then begin to bob as hard and fast as I can, relishing the discomfort as I suck in as much of that 12 inches as I can with every stroke! There is something unbelievably erotic about having that pole buried in my throat, halfway to my stomach, and now I begin to feel the flutter and tingle in my pussy as his mouth continues to devour me. 

But he is beginning to moan and buck too, and I know he's getting as good as he's giving, and that drives me to go even harder! And from someplace deep in my pussy I hear him snarl, and suddenly his lips suck in my clit. With a high pitched scream like a steam whistle I pull my head up at the sudden shock, but then ram mouth down over him again. 

He sucks hard, tongue grinding for a moment, but I can feel him shaking under me now. And when his teeth suddenly latch onto my clit and bite hard I erupt! My body begins thrashing and shaking and my legs go out straight as my hips ram my pussy onto his mouth with short, uneven thrusts. 

But suddenly his mouth pulls away and he yells,"FUUUUUUUUUCCCCCCCKK!!" as his hips buck! And I manage to lift my head a little as the first burst of cum shoots straight down my throat, and his pumping hips quickly fill my mouth! My orgasm goes on and on, slamming into me time after time, and I dimly hear myself, crying, moaning, whimpering. 

When I can finally lift my head I try to swallow his cum, but it's too much, and a lot runs down his shaft. I nuzzle against his softening cock, trying to lick it up, wanting to be neat, and I can hear him mumbling, gasping 

"Fuckfuckfuckfuckfuck!"

It finally occurs to me that I'm smothering him and I roll off, then look back to see him throw his arms out to the sides and lift his head to look at me with a big wet grin. His entire face is covered with a sheen of sticky cum, and there are little white blobs here and there, and I can't help a giggle. And he laughs too and we both realize what an amazing thing we have just done. Of course I don't know about him, but I've never experienced anything like that in my life.!

I am the woman who lost interest in sex, because it was always the same, and ended up preferring my toys to my husband. Which is why I don't have one anymore. And now, I realize, I have acted like a total sexual animal, taking everything I can get and asking for more. And wanting only to give him more than he can possibly handle. And yet, I don't have any desire to dominate or control him. God, I loved it when he threw me around, acted like he owned me! He did! He could have done anything! I know I am totally powerless against his strength and that seems to arouse me more than anything. I crawl to him, throw a leg over his and put my head on his chest, and we lie there, breathing deeply, still trying to recover. There is nothing to be said.

Our breathing eases and I am almost asleep. "Baby?" The tenderness in his voice startles me awake, and I feel his hands move slowly, gently over me. "I have an appointment this morning, I have to go. And you need to take me to my car." My god! There is real disappointment in his voice, he doesn't want to leave me! Now I'm touched, and I snuggle up to him and reach up for a kiss. Oh, it's nice! Soft! Perfect! 

His arms lightly hold me and we "make out" for a couple of minutes. And he says it again. "Baby?" 

I lift my head and grin at him, loving the sound of that. "Will we see each other again?"

My god, the insecurity is back! I giggle. "Well of course we will! In the gym every day! And I don't think we are enemies. So we might as well be friends!"

And I jab my fingers into his ribs and kiss him again. Did this big lunk think that after the most amazing night of my life he was going to get away so soon? Not if I can help it! We aren't lovers, hardly even friends yet, we hardly know a thing about each other. Maybe on another level we're not compatible at all. But unless there's something I don't know yet, this is not the time to quit. 

But then I decide to ask him, "Do you want to see me again?" Might as well find out where we go from here. 

"He looks at me with surprise. "Can't you tell? I do, any time you want. And I hope that's soon. And often! "Ellie, I think we are very good together."

I know he means on a sexual level. We haven't done anything else. But I'm flattered that this hard bodied stud feels that way about me. "Me too," is all I can say, and I put my head down again, my cheek against his. God this feels good!

We kiss for another minute, enjoying the feeling, but finally I say, "C'mon honey, let's get you off to work." It hurts but we both climb out of bed and dress, and in the couple of minutes back to the gym I find out he's a sales rep for several companies. So of course he has appointments at his clients' convenience.

We kiss again before he gets out of the car, and he says, "I'll be at the gym around three today, see you there?"

"I was hoping," I say with a grin. And I add nervously, "Your place or mine tonight?"

"How about we have dinner at Charlie's, and we can decide there?" He says with a big smile.



Gym Ratz, Round 02



Dammit, this sucks! I've been working out in this gym for over two years now, and until last week, my buddy Ellen was almost always here with me. But she hooked up with her "friend" Tony, and now I hardly every even see her. And if I do she doesn't have time for me. They come to the gym together just about every day, do a quick workout and disappear. I have to admit, I didn't realize how much I liked having her to talk to and commiserate with. 

There are plenty of guys here, and I could go home with one just about any time I want. And I thought that was great. But that picky bitch used to tell me I was just asking for trouble and not going to get me anywhere in the long run. Hell, I didn't care, I just wanted to get laid! But she waited till there was one guy that really turned her on, and I'll be damned! It looks like she got him! And now, the way they act with each other, I'll have to admit, to myself anyhow, I'm a little jealous.

Especially after yesterday, when Tony was in business meetings all day and she came in alone. I got to talk to her a little finally, and she wouldn't say too much, but what she told me was enough to curl my toes! It sounds to me like they spend their entire life in bed! But it looks like she got what she wants, and she is a good friend, so I'm happy for her, anyhow.

So today I came in early, before noon, because at least Carli is here now. We used to be pals until she changed her schedule and only had mornings off. But sometimes she's here at seven AM, and I'm not going to do that! I already see one benefit though, there's a whole different bunch of guys that come in now! 

And some of them don't look bad at all, mostly using their lunch break to work out. In fact, one of them already gave me a big smile. Bet he was surprised when I smiled back. I'm not the type for some guys, in the afternoon there's a group that calls me skinny Ginny. Assholes, they don't know what they're missing! Anyhow, I asked Carli about him and she says she hasn't seen him talking with any of the girls here. And she thinks his name might be Jack. When I get a chance, maybe I'll try to chat with him. 

Hmmmmmm, he's just finishing up on the arm curl machine. Not my favorite, but I guess I could do a little on it. Let's see how this goes. He's getting up now. And look at those arms!

"Hi Jack, are you all done here?" Sheesh, he's looking at me like I have two heads. 

Yes, I'm all set -- how do you know my name?"

Oh my fucking god, he's French! Listen to that accent! "Oh, I ... I thought I heard someone call you that. I'm sorry if ..."

"No that's ok, and you almost got it right. But not many people speak to me at all, so ... Anyhow, my name is actually Jacques, but you can call me Jim if you want. En Anglais my name is James." Big smile. This guy is a hunk! "Ok, Jim, glad to meet you. And I'm Ginny. I haven't seen you here before, you just start coming in?"

"Oh no, I've been here for about six months, ever since I moved to the states, but I don't remember seeing you."

Mmmmmmmm, I like that smile! "I've been coming in later Jim, in the afternoon, but I thought I'd try the AM for a while. You look like you've been working out a lot more than six months! You've got great arms. And shoulders!" Hell I could go down the list. Those pecs look hard as a rock! And he's blushing! Oh my god! Giggle. Now he's looking me over! S'ok, no shy girl here! I think I feel my nips getting hard!

"Well ... Ginny ... I come in after work, I get out at 10; I guess you're free in the afternoon then?"

"Yep, I'm not working right now; I just go home when I'm done here." Not ready to tell him I never work, yet. Courtesy of my ex. 

"I usually finish up about one, then go to the sandwich shop for something light. If you want I'd love to have you come with me. I don't know many people here. It's nice to have someone to talk to."

Holy shit! It can't be this easy! And god! That accent is to die for! I'd get hot just listening to him, even if he didn't have that body. And he does! Mmmmmmmm. 

"Why thanks, Jim! Sounds good to me, I'll be out of the shower and ready about one. Wait for you in the lounge." Big fucking grin! I better get away before I start drooling! Oops, I better stay here; he thinks I want this machine. 

I hit a few of the machines, but my mind wasn't really on them, so I came over here to the ellipticals, next to Carli.

"I saw that!" She smirks. "He looks even better close up!" Giggle. "And it's Jacques, not Jack. Jim in English! He's French!" I want her to think I'd have known that.

"So, did he give you the time of day?"

I giggle. "Yes, one o'clock. I'm meeting him for a "light lunch".

"Oh my god girl, you work fast!"

"Well, I'm getting itchy. I haven't been out in a couple of weeks. So I'll see if he likes to scratch!" And we both laugh loud enough to bother the girls on either side of us. Carli knows me well enough to know what that means.

By one I'm showered, shined and waiting. I could have been half an hour ago, but it's his idea. Damn I'm glad I wore this padded bra, makes me look a little better in this tee! I thought about leaving it off and letting him see my nips, but I don't have much chest. My nips don't know that though, and they love showing off! Hmmmmmmmmm, maybe he'll get a chance to find out. God I'm horny just thinking about it! Oh yeah, here he cums. Oops. Just a tee and shorts, and that shirt looks like it was painted on. Show-off. Mmmmmmmmm.

These grilled chicken salads really aren't bad! I don't usually eat this much, don't want to get fat, but I'll let him think I eat really healthy. I'm glad he sat on my side of the booth, and I'm making sure my hip is touching his. I give him a wiggle once in a while, an accident of course. I just want him to keep in mind how close my body is. 

He fills me in on how he moved here from France to work in the casino down the street. Damn, he's a dealer! Maybe I better learn Blackjack! So he's out at 10 in the morning.

Ok for now that's all I need to know about that. Hmmmmmmmmm, no family. I let him know I'm not attached either. Doesn't need to know about my ex yet. Good, talking about the gym! Gives me a chance to tell him what great shape he's in. And run my fingers over his big hard bicep! No drooling girl! Ooooo, he likes that! Love that smile. And I just love feeling hard muscles. Oh my god! Giggle. Dammit my nips hurt!

Do I wanna go someplace for a drink? No, not really. But I'd just love to see that loft apartment of yours. I'll bet it's really cute! Yep, your car is fine, mine can stay here. 

Wow, this is a fancy place! Didn't realize it was in a private house. Nice private entrance too. Ahhhhhhh shit! His hand's on my back, going up the stairs. Thought I felt a shock! I'll just push back a bit, show him I like it fine there.

He unlocks the door, shows me in and follows me. And I move around him and lean back against the door, big shit-eating grin on my face. Let's see how he handles this. How he handles ME! Mmmmmmmm. A little closer. But not quite yet!

"Gee, this is a really nice place!" I say with a grin as I push past him into the room, letting my body brush against his. "Do you spend much time here?" Totally dipshit question. I'm just playing with him a little.

"Yes, Ginny, it's very cozy, and I really don't go out much. Just a bar once in a while or a club. And of course, the gym; I try to stay regular with my workouts. Very important to me." 

Oh my god, he's so cute! I swear he flexed a little for me when he said that! And that accent. My god! Drool! 

He ushers me into the living room area and I sit right in the middle of the couch. Not much room left on either side, but I pat the cushion on my left. Good boy! He eases himself in next to me, his hip and leg firmly pressed against mine. And with a giggle and a smile I turn my head and bat my eyelashes at him sorta. And I slide my hand down his thigh.

He almost moans, "Damn Ginny!" And his arm slides behind my shoulders as he turns to me. 

He leans forward and there's no doubt what he has in mind, but I turn my head a little to deflect him, and giggle, "Well if you're going to damn me I'm not going to play!"

For a moment he freezes in mid-air, but then he smiles and says, "Ginny, you're evil!" And by the time that registers I don't care anymore because both his arms are locked around me, pulling me to him as his lips find mine and gently grind. The feeling of being totally enveloped and powerless sends a thrill through me, and I moan as his tongue prods my lips open. And the feeling that he has just taken possession of me makes me shudder. 

Maybe it's not right, but it's a feeling I just don't get with any "normal guy", and the reason why I keep coming back for more from these hunks at the gym! Before I know it, he's pulled me up from the seat and is holding me in his lap, my legs trailing on the couch. And one of those large, hard hands is sliding down my back. And I whimper into his mouth as the hand slides over my ass and squeezes.

I slide one of my hands behind his head, holding him as his tongue ravages my mouth, grinding against mine. I can feel him pulling my tee loose from my shorts, and I gasp as his fingers touch my bare skin. This is moving pretty fast, but after all, I asked for it! And oh my god, I need it!

And when I feel one of his hands slide down inside my shorts and cup my ass over my panties, I gasp and pull my head back, moaning. His eyes open and he looks at me, but when he realizes I'm not objecting he smiles. I match his grin and lower my head again, but this time he kisses me on the cheek, then slowly slides his lips and tongue up to my ear. I can't suppress another gasp, and I press against his face, my fingers in his hair now making sure he doesn't back off. 

He doesn't, his lips and tongue playing with my ear, then sliding slowly down the side of my neck, and I raise my head, making sure he has access to every inch. I'm sure he can feel me shuddering, and when I begin to writhe in his lap it's pretty obvious there's a bulge in his shorts. Mmmmmmmmmmm! 

I'm wearing bikini panties, of course, giving that big paw pretty much total access to my bare ass. He's making the most of it, rubbing and kneading one cheek then the other. I'm beginning to grind against his hand, begging for more, and I know I'm rubbing that swollen cock at the same time. It's his turn to moan now and he stretches out, making sure I can press down hard against it. I begin to rotate my ass, giving him a little lap dance and letting his hand guide me to just where he wants me.

His mouth pulls away from the side of my neck, where he's been nibbling and kissing, and he gasps, "Oh fuck!" Exactly big guy, glad you figured that out! But his other arm slides around my back, and he pulls me to him again. This time his lips latch onto mine, grinding hard, and when his tongue presses against my lips they're already open, inviting him in. And his tongue takes possession of mine, grinding against it hard. Now both of us are moaning, and squirming.

It's not long before he slides his hand out of my shorts, and I raise my arms quickly as I realize he wants to pull my tee off. And when my big grin says, "Why stop there?" his hands make quick work of my bra. I hope he's not disappointed, Even though I don't have much up top, my nips are rock hard and pointing straight at him. But he moans at the sight, and instantly his lips are closed over one of my rigid points, and he's sucking hard! Oh god! I arch my back and groan as I shove my tit into his face. He opens wide and engulfs me, almost my entire breast in his mouth!

I clamp both hands behind his head and pull, making sure he takes all he can, and gasp, "Oh god damn it! Yesssssssss!" as his tongue goes to work, swirling and grinding. While he's busy I wiggle my way until I'm straddling his lap, and quickly adjust until that large lump is pressing right between my legs. Which makes me moan even louder, and I begin rolling my hips back and forth. Suddenly both his hands go over my ass and he sets the rhythm, moving under me as I grind on him.

He makes me gasp as his teeth clamp around the base of my nipple, and as he pulls back his eyes look up at mine. What he sees are pools of lust, and by now he better know what I want. I moan, then with a little growl, pull against him, stretching myself to the limit and letting him know I don't want him to hold back. He closes his lips and sucks, still pulling; his tongue grinds hard and rough against the tip, and now all I can do is whimper. 

The next move is mine, and I put my hands on his chest and push back. When he releases me I slide off his lap and kneel as I reach for his belt. He closes his legs and lifts as the zipper comes down, and with his help I quickly yank his pants to his ankles, then pull them off along with his gym sneakers. Mmmmmmmmm, nice! That bulge is very large, and there is already a wet spot in his navy blue boxer briefs!

I quickly move between his legs, pushing them wide apart, and give him a saucy grin before I suddenly lower my head and engulf that wet spot with my mouth. He jumps, then moans as my hot wet tongue begins to grind against it, and I can't stifle a moan as I finally taste him! My hands are on his thighs, rubbing up and down, and he slides down even further, leaning back with eyes closed, and gasping. I tease him over the briefs, squeezing with my lips, then biting gently, but I'm beginning to wonder, "How big is this thing?"

Only one way to find out, and I move my hands to his waist, then pull, yanking the underwear down to his knees in one motion. Oh my god, it's my turn to gasp! He pops straight up and it's huge. A nice eight inches of fat French cock, wagging back and forth! 

I can't resist a moment and lean forward, swirl my tongue around his balls, then slide my tongue very slowly up the bottom of his shaft, my eyes on his, looking around his cock. He sucks in his breath, then holds it, eyes glued on me. When I get to the tip I gently lick the drop of pre-cum that's already running, then swirl it around in my mouth as he watches. I know that's not what he wants, but I love to tease just a little. Leaning forward, I kiss the tip, then give it a little lick, and he gasps again, "Oh fuck, Ginny!"

Without warning I open wide and slam my lips down over his tip, locking them around the groove at the base. Damn, he's big! And he pants as my tongue swirls and grinds, my watering mouth getting him wet and slippery. In response he groans loud and long, and his hips lift a little. I pull back for a second and spit on my hands, then wrap both of them around him. And as I suck him in again I begin to stroke slowly, up and down. I think he's figured out I know what I'm doing by now, and both of his hands go to my hair, trying to push me down. I let him, but only to my fingers, and begin to slowly bob up and down in time with my fists. I can feel him shudder and he's squirming back and forth on the couch, his breath coming in sharp, deep gasps.

Finally, removing one hand, I take him slowly to the back of my throat. He gives a sigh, almost like relief, to be surrounded by the hot wetness. My tongue goes to work, sliding up and down his shaft, then flicking against it. God I love having my mouth stuffed with a thick cock like this! And it's even better with his hands trying to force me to take more, faster, deeper. But right now I'm in control, and I'm going to take my time. 

I slide my lips slowly off him, smile, then kiss and lick the tip, teasing as my hand slowly beats him. My mouth is full of drool and it runs down his shaft, keeping him well lubricated. I reach down with one hand and pull his briefs off so he can finally spread his legs wide, then move in even closer. And when I bend my head again I smile at him, rubbing my cheeks against his head as he gasps and shudders. 

I know this is not what he wants, it's torture, but I don't get to play with a nice cock like this very often and I'm going to take my time. I slide my moist lips over the tender tip, then begin to lick it softly, like a lollipop. And suddenly he whimpers, "Ginny, please!" 

The poor boy! I give him one more little kiss, then very slowly slide my lips over him again, my tongue swirling on the tip. But he wants more and so do I, and besides, I have a surprise for him! I'm bobbing slowly, one hand still around the base of his shaft, and now I tighten my lips and suck hard as I draw them back up, making him groan. But one by one I take fingers away, each time taking him a little deeper, and he's pressing hard at the back of my throat. But when I take the hand away I slide slowly back up, the length of his shaft and play again, kissing and licking the tip.

Then with no warning I slam my lips over him again, feeling him slide deep into my throat as my nose buries itself in his pubes! He gives a stifled yell and bucks hard, his hips lifting from the chair, but I clamp my lips around the base of his shaft and hold still for a moment, adjusting to the feeling of that fat rod buried in me. I've never had much of a gag reflex, and practice makes perfect!

I drag my lips slowly up the length of his shaft, then plunge down again! With a groan he collapses back on the couch, determined to enjoy the intense pleasure. Putting both hands on his thighs I pull myself up a bit and begin to slowly bob, the full length of him. And every seven or eight strokes I slide off and grab him, jacking his slippery shaft hard and fast. His eyes are wide open now, staring at me, and his gasps and groans tell me he can't take too much of this. Don't worry Jim, I have other plans for this cock! 

After a couple of minutes he's shuddering, breathing through clenched teeth, and I slowly draw my tight lips up one more time. The veins are standing out now, and his entire cock is almost purple, so I know he's pretty close. And when I blow on the tip he jumps and it wags back and forth again! I wrap my fist around him and stroke, slowly and gently, letting him recover a little. And finally I push myself up and straddle his legs again.

I move forward, smiling at him, until that delicious cock is pressing against my tummy, and he knows very well what I have in mind. He's grinning back, but suddenly he slides one hand down under my left thigh and puts the other on my side and yanks! And in one motion he lifts me into the air, so fast I'm almost thrown over his shoulder! I squeal and reach down to put my right hand on the corner of the couch. When he stops he has me almost over his head, my legs spread wide apart, and in the next moment he buries his face in my pussy!

And it's my turn to moan and buck as he jams his tongue between my lips, his mouth grinding against me! I can hear him licking and slurping as he drinks my cream, which was already starting to run. Moving both hands to his head I grab handfuls of hair and hold on for dear life as he finds my hole with his tongue and buries it in my cunt! 

When he begins sliding his mouth up and down my lips, sucking, nipping and kissing, all I can do is moan, "Ohhhhhhhhhh damn!" And when he finds my clit he shows no mercy, sucking hard and grinding his tongue against it. My hips are bucking, slamming my pussy into his face, inviting him to take more, to devour me! And he does, his unrelenting lips and tongue ravaging, and when I suddenly feel his teeth graze the tender tip I explode, howling as I cum all over his face!

He doesn't stop until I've cum twice and my hips are still bucking with aftershocks. Then he slowly lowers me to his lap and kisses me with his wet, sticky face. I lock my lips over his, tasting myself as we slowly grind together. My chest is still heaving, and I have to pull back to catch my breath. 

I can feel that hard cock, trapped under me, and I push up a little to reach for it. But before I can he grabs himself and slaps that hard purple head against my lips, and we moan together. My knees on the couch, I put my hands on his shoulders, and when he finally presses between my lips I slide slowly down, gasping as that big head slips in my juicy hole. And we both moan, "Oh fuck!" almost in unison! He's only half way in and I feel stuffed already, which is just how I like it!




Gym Ratz, Round 02



Slowly I begin to rock, and each time I push back I take him a little deeper. I'm pretty tight but gushing wet and he's stretching me out fast. I can't help but moan every time that big rod goes in me, and I can tell he likes it too, because he begins to snarl and thrust his hips up in response. In no time I can feel his hips pressing against my thighs, and with a little wiggle I take his last millimeter and sit firmly on him. God he's big! And god it feels soooooooo fucking good. I can't stay still and with a moan I start sliding up and down that iron shaft, and I swear I can feel those rough veins rubbing against me!

But he ups the ante when he grabs my hips and begins lifting, then slamming me down on his cock, impaling me and forcing my legs open even wider! It's so good all I can do is moan, and I lean forward and put my head on his shoulder, letting him do the work. In that position he can raise his hips and he begins ramming into me, so hard I bounce with every thrust! He's panting now, and I begin to shudder, my own breath coming in hard quick gasps. 

I begin to whimper and I hear my voice, strangely high and thin, begging, "Oh god, fuck me Jim! Fuck me! Fuck me! FUCK MEEEEEEE!!!" With a growl he redoubles his efforts, still lifting me and slamming me down as his hips pump, fast and hard now, and the sound of my ass slapping on his thighs is louder with every thrust! I wrap both arms around his neck, hanging on for dear life, and I can begin to feel my pussy trying to clench around him with every stroke. "Ohhhhh shittttttttt!" I howl as I cum again, on that monster cock this time, and my body is bouncing wildly as he fucks me even harder!

And in the next moment he yells, "Enfoire'! Je jouis!" as his hips lift off the couch, taking me with them, and he grunts as he begins to pump me full of cum! I have no idea what that means and I don't care as my cunt throbs and milks him while I shudder and jerk, collapsed on top of him. Suddenly I'm sweaty and wet, and both of us are gasping for breath but I'm still enjoying the feel of that rod buried in me. 

He doesn't say a word, but those big hands slide from my hips to my butt and he rubs gently, in big circles, which really feels nice. Then he slowly moves his hands up my back and I can feel him squeezing tighter, those bulging biceps pressing against me as he crushes me against his hard chest. This feels so good I could just stay like this, but I begin to wonder how long it will last. And whether he'll at least be polite when he tells me it's time to go.

"Ginny?"

Here it comes. "Jim?" I whisper.

"You got any place you have to be?" 

"Nope."

"Good!"

And I gasp as somehow he pushes up from the couch with me in his arms! I wrap my legs around him and hang on, but we aren't going too far. He carries me to the other side of the loft -- to the bed -- and climbs up on his knees, still holding me. Then he carefully lays me down, right in the middle, and I'm sort of in shock, but I smile up at him and he grins back. And he lies next to me, face up, putting his hands on the pillow under his head. I'm still not sure what this is about, but I like it, and roll over, then crawl up till I can lay my head on his chest, one leg thrown over one of his. And those arms wrap me up again!

I wiggle and snuggle into him a little more, and the next thing I know he gives me a little kiss on the forehead. Mmmmmmmmmm, I know better than to get used to this! But then we don't move again, and he doesn't say a word. And in a few minutes his slow heavy breathing tells me he's asleep! At first I'm way too tense for that, but the several orgasms he gave me have taken their toll, and I slowly relax, then join him.

Wow, that was even better than I thought, because when I slowly become conscious again I realize there's no light in the apartment -- it's dark outside! And these big strong arms are still holding me, but now his hands are moving slowly over me. Mmmmmmmmmmm! When I sigh and move just a little to get more comfortable he says softly, "Welcome back!" 

I manage to look up at him, and in the dimness I can see a big smile. I hardly want to move, but I feel so good I owe him something, and with a little wiggling I manage to push up enough to give him a kiss. And it's a wonderful kiss, long and slow, growing deeper and more urgent but never going too far. And when I whimper from the shocks going through me, I get a sigh of pleasure in return. And then he does it again! He slides his hands down to my hips and in one motion lifts me and sets me down again so I'm lying on his chest, straddling him!

I've always loved the feeling of being powerless, in the grip and control of a strong man, and I shudder, feeling like a little girl. I want to call him "daddy", but he might not be ready for that! So when those arms wrap tight around me again, one hand on the back of my shoulder and one on my ass, I whimper, "Thank you Sir, you make me feel so good!" in my best little girl voice. And I am already so turned on I can feel myself getting wet!

I can feel him tense for a moment at those words. He gives a little laugh and says, "Just Jim; and you ought to know you make me feel just as good!" And we can't say any more, because I kiss him hard, ramming my tongue in his mouth and grinding my lips on his. And it's only seconds before I realize his cock is between our bodies, and it's swelling fast!

I wiggle against him and he moans, lifting his hips to press against me. And that big hand on my ass is rubbing and squeezing and pinching gently, at the same time it pulls me down against him. When I begin to roll my hips in time with his hand he gasps, "Oh fuck, Ginny!" in a strangled voice, and I suddenly realize he feels it as much as I do. Maybe more!

He tightens his grip and rolls over with me in his arms, but slowly and gently, and he ends up on his knees over me so he's not crushing me into the mattress. And when he rolls his hips a couple of times, his cock sliding up and down my pussy, I whimper and moan, writhing under him. And then I decide, he's been so nice I'm going to play my game anyhow, and in my little voice I moan, "Oh please Daddy, fuck your little girl!"

To my amazement he decides to play along, and says, with a lisp, "Does little Ginny want some of Daddy's great big hot dog?"

I'm so surprised I giggle, then say, "Oh yes Daddy! Give me some of your great big meat stick!"

He pushes up onto his knees, grabs himself, and slaps his rock hard cock against my pussy, making me jump. "Oh yes Daddy, spank me!"

"Has Ginny been a bad girl?" Wow, he's getting into this now!

"Yes Daddy, very bad, I need to be punished!"

Without another word he moves to my side, reaches down and flips me onto my stomach! I know the drill now, and quickly slide my knees under me, head into a pillow, offering him my ass. And I feel those big hands on it, rubbing softly at first, then harder, squeezing and pinching, grabbing handfuls of my flesh. And suddenly, SMACKKKKKKKK! He slaps me so hard I almost fall forward! Oh my god! It hurt and I'm shaking! I love it!

SMACKKKKKKKK! He evens it out and now both cheeks are burning, on fire! "Oh Daddy, I've been so very bad! Punish me more!"

SMACKKKKKKKK, SMACKKKKKKKK, SMACKKKKKKKK, SMACKKKKKKKK! Oh my god, he's done this before! I've needed that for sooooooo long! "Thank you Daddy, I promise I'll be good!"

SMACKKKKKKKK, SMACKKKKKKKK! "Ginny had better be a good little girl or next time the punishment will be worse!" Now he says that in his Daddy voice, and I realize he's got the message and willing to go along all the way.

I have tears in my eyes, but I lift my head from the pillow, turn to him, and as loud as I can, I give him the raspberry!

SMACKKKKKKKK, SMACKKKKKKKK, SMACKKKKKKKKK, SMACKKKKKKKK! So hard I grunt and cry out with every slap. But in the next moment I shriek as he buries his cock in me and thrusts hard until his hips are pressed tight against my ass!

"THANK YOU DADDY!" I scream, and when he begins to fuck me hard, slamming against my ass with every stoke, I cum like a train, hard and fast, my juices gushing as my entire body goes out of control. But his fingers dig into my hips and he keeps ramming that iron bar into me, and as soon as I regain enough strength I begin slamming back against him! And the sound of our bodies colliding echoes back and forth through the loft!

I can feel another orgasm building fast, and I scream out again, "Thank you Daddy, fuck your little girl, make her be good!"

Now he's growling with every stroke, plowing into me so hard he's literally lifting me off the bed by the hips with every thrust! I can feel hot wet drops on my back, and I know he's sweating hard, giving me everything he has. Until he suddenly snarls and slams into me three times, harder than all the rest. And then he begins to grunt and I know he's filling me with his cream! My cunt clamps hard around his pulsing cock and I growl through clenched teeth as the orgasm to die for finally happens! If anyone is home downstairs they must think two wild animals are loose up here! And they're right!

We lie still, crumpled up on the sheets together, for several minutes, both gasping and sweating like pigs. My ass stings so bad I feel like I've been branded, and my hips hurt so bad I know I'll be black and blue for a week. And all I can think of is, "That was the most perfect fuck I've ever had!"

I just want to lie here, relishing the feeling, but I hear, "Ginny?"

"Yes Daddy?"

"Please," he says, "Jim!" And I know that for now the game is over.

"Honey, are you ok?" There is real concern in his voice. 

I consider for a moment what I should say. Should I play with him? Nah, now is not the time. "Actually, I'm wonderful!" And I roll over to face him with a big smile in the semi-darkness. "And you were too Jim! I know you must think I'm a nutcase, but trust me, that was just what I needed!"

"Whew, I'm glad. I was really afraid I'd gotten carried away. Since I've been hitting the gym regularly sometimes I don't know my own strength. Normally that's a good thing, but I don't want to hurt you!"

"Baby, I don't know whether we're going to see each other again, that's up to you!" I add the last to make it clear I wouldn't mind. "But for the record I know how to say "no" or "stop" in a way that will make it clear I mean it. I may be "Skinny Ginny" but I don't break easily."

"And I guess you can tell, I love sex, but it doesn't always have to be like that. What we did first was great, but sometimes, for a little while, I just really like the feeling of being "owned". And you did a great job!" I add, with a giggle. And I crawl over to him and give him a kiss, just because I like him and we had fun and I feel great! And I want him to know. And I'm just a little surprised at how gently he runs his hands over my body. This dude has a lot of sides to him.

He's relaxed now and we spend a little time making small talk, mostly about the gym. He tells me that he's only there every other day, which is ok, although I'm there almost every weekday. But finally he gets around to saying, rather self-consciously, "I really would like to see you again Ginny, maybe Wednesday after we work out?"

Woohoo, you got it big guy! For some reason I don't get many second dates, maybe I scare them away. But that's ok, I love variety! But with Jim, we'll see how it goes. So far so good! We don't make any plans and he tells me he has to work tonight and needs a shower and a couple of hours more sleep if he can get it. S'ok, for now I'm a happy feller. We fool around for a few minutes and he takes me back to my car. And all the way home I think about what I'll tell Carli tomorrow. And maybe what I won't! But that's Round 3!



Gym Ratz, Round 03



This round is definitely for the romantics out there! If that's not your cup of tea, better wait for Round 4!

Where the hell is she? That damn Ginny! Of course she's a good friend, but for some reason I've been on edge ever since she and that French hunk she met left yesterday. Just thinking about what was going on. And how fucking easy it was for her! She's really a nice girl and a good friend, helped me out once or twice. But I know that with men she can be a real slut. And I guess that's just how she likes it! I don't know if there's a guy in the world that could actually tame her – or would want to try. 

And it's so fucking easy for her! Yesterday she chats up that French guy for five minutes and the next thing I know she tells me they have a lunch date. And I went by here at five o'clock last night and her car was still in the lot, so I know she went home with him! That's ok if that's what she wants, I'm happy for her. 

But dammit it made me think. About what they were doing. And about me! Ohhhh god! I'm so fucking horny! No one's touched me since I broke up with Ralph, about six months ago. I've always hated the idea of one night stands; decided I needed a real relationship. But I'm really finding out now, I have needs too. I'm not getting any younger and it seems like I want it more now, not less! And Ginny just goes out and gets laid whenever she wants to. Oh god, that sounds terrible. But right now, oh shit, it sounds good!

"Carliiiiiii!" Oh god, there's that scream, and she's waving! Well she doesn't know it but I'm more anxious to see her than she is to see me! I just have to know what happened! I don't really know why, if she tells me I'll just be more worked up than I am now, but the thought is driving me nuts! So it's off to the locker room!

When I see her I know already, something really good must have happened. That's the shit-eating grin to end them all! "Hi sis, you look bubbly this morning!"

"That's 'cuz I feel really, really good! I went out with Jim and we had a really nice time! And I'm going to see him again tomorrow!"

Wow, that's unusual, a second date! Oh god, now I REALLY want to know what happened. "I guess you guys must have gotten along pretty good." She giggles. Oh my god! 

"Better than I ever expected Carli! He's a really nice guy and we had a great time."

"Well come on Ginny, tell me. I know you're not that excited over having lunch." She giggles again. Oh come on damn it, tell me!

"Well," she says, "it was the next meal that was the really great one!" And now she gives one of those shrieks of laughter. Oh god, I think I know what's coming. Just don't make it too gross!

"We went to lunch, and one thing led to another, and I went back to his place. It's a cute little loft in a really nice house. And ... well, we kind of had each other for supper!" Another giggle. And sort of a smirk. Damn you!

"God Ginny, sounds like you made it awful easy for him. Don't you ever try to get more for yourself out of your "dates" than just a quick fuck?" Her face gets serious all of a sudden. I hope she's not mad at me now.

Carli, I know you don't get it, you feel differently about things than I do. And I don't understand you any more than you understand me. I have needs and I know how to get them taken care of. I don't need anything beyond that. Relationships are a real bummer. Maybe you'd like to meet my ex. He could prove that to you."

Then she adds, "But ... oh I don't know! Jim seems a little different. Yes, we went and fucked each other's brains out! But I wanted to play a little game and he went along with it. And he made it really great for me! I know you'd hate it! I teased him and we played rough, and I have the marks to prove it!" And she pulls down the top of her Capri pants and panties and I can see the blue and purple marks from five fingers on her hip! Oh my fucking god!

"GINNY! My god, he hurt you! How the hell can you be happy about that? You could call the cops!"

Honey, you really don't get it," she says. "He didn't want to play until I got him all worked up and teased him into it. And then he did exactly what I wanted, better than anyone else ever has! You know I like a little rough sex, and sometimes pain really is pleasure to me." At this point she sits down on the wooden bench, and jumps up suddenly. "Oops," she giggles. "My ass is a little sore this morning!" and she sits again, slowly and gently.

"But the thing is Carli, when we were done he was all concerned and apologetic. He really didn't want to hurt me and was afraid he might have. Usually guys just don't give a shit and it boosts their ego to know they slapped me around a little bit. I don't care because it's what I wanted, but with Jim it was ... different. I loved it and he did it to please me, even though, in the end, I know he liked it too."

She's never opened up to me this way before, and she's actually being serious!

"Anyhow honey," she continues, "I'm seeing him again not just because I want to get fucked again, although I can't wait for that, but I really want to see him! I'm looking forward to being with him tomorrow. And it doesn't matter that much what we do. And this is a really strange feeling for me!"

I'm listening and my legs are shaking. And I don't really know why. This is a different Ginny. But it's also a different story. And dammit, it's hitting me right between the legs! I sit down next to her and put my arm around her, and then I notice the hickey on her neck! And I shudder. Oh damn! I'm jealous of it!

"Baby, I'm glad for you, and if that's what you like it's fine, but if you need to talk or anything I'm always here and you have my number. But just do me a favor and don't give up on this guy too fast. Could be he really is different. Never know!" And I give her a little wink. And I just can't resist reaching and touching the red mark under her jaw. And she giggles again! We head out to the gym and do the Ellipticals, and afterward she leaves without doing any of the machines and I wish her good luck tomorrow. 

All night long I just can't get Ginny and her Jim out of my head. What they did isn't what I'd want, it would scare me to death. It was the way she felt afterwards that I find myself longing for. And that damn Hickey!

He was here before me this morning, and she came in earlier than usual. And no scream, either, just a casual wave to me as she headed right over to him. They stood and talked for a while, and I could see she wanted to kiss him! I know she did! But they didn't and then she came over and got on the machine next to me with a little smile and just started pumping. 

And when she gets off the machine and I wish her good luck again she just grins and says, "Thanks, honey!" And they head out the door early, just after 12, and I get another little wave.

This isn't good. All afternoon I've been thinking. And I have to admit to myself I'm really jealous. I don't even know why, I certainly don't want what she likes, it's just that ... she has something! And I don't. AND I AM SO HORNY!

In the bathroom I evaluate myself. Short, curly blonde hair, pale skin and blue eyes. And a round face with a nice smile and even pearly whites, courtesy of Dr. Doom. And although I probably am 20 pounds heavier than Ginny and a couple of inches shorter, there's not an ounce of fat, it's all curves! My breasts aren't really that big, just a bit more than "perky", but they stand at attention, high on my chest, and my nips get nice and long when they're hard. Which is right now! Which is just like all day! 

Before I know it a little moan escapes my lips, and dammit, I just can't stop myself from running my hands up my sides and over my breasts. And I finally admit to myself, I'm wet! Just from thinking of that whore, Ginny! Damn her! Damn, damn, damn!

Oh god, that's the phone. As I walk out to get it I realize, my panties are wet. Oh fuck!

"Hello?" Oh my god, it's Ginny! "Honey, are you ok?" Clock says it's five and I can't believe things could go wrong this fast.

"What? Do I want a date? What the fuck are you talking about?" She's not upset, but I can't believe she's serious! "Oh, his brother? When are you talking about? Now? Are you out of your fucking mind?"

She's telling me how his brother just called from the airport, unannounced, to say that he's in town and has to lay over for a couple of days. And wants to know if Jim can show him around and get him a place to stay! But neither Jim nor Ginny want to give up their evening just for that, so they figure, the best thing is to get a date for ... who did she say? Francois, I think. Oh, Frank, that's better.

In my state of mind I just want to growl at her and slam down the phone, but she's serious and my friend and I can't do that. And somehow, through my misery it suddenly occurs to me that my whole problem is, I never have a date! 

But this sounds like a one night stand, especially if it's with Ginny and Jim and I just don't do that! But suddenly, the little devil on my left shoulder that I didn't know was there yells in my ear, "WHY THE HELL NOT?"

"Meet you where? Oh, the gym. Yes, that's a good place to park." You should know girly. "When? At six? Ohmyfuckinggod, that's an hour! Yes ... yes, I can. Ok, see you soon!"

PANICCCCCCC!!! I jump in the shower; I have to because I can smell myself, and set a world's record washing up without getting my hair wet. What the hell am I going to wear? Hmmmmmm, I have this new bra and panty set I got a few months ago and never wore. Never had anyone to wear it for. Hell, I can't wear this on a first date! My nips will show through these sheer cups if he even breathes on me! And the panties are a barely-there bikini. Oh god. Perfect!

I have no idea what we're going to do, so no idea how to dress. How about the old standby, little black dress? I have a nice one, sheer and silky. And only comes half-way to my knees. Easy on and easy off too. Oh god, what am I thinking? CARLI, STOP IT! I rush around, almost tripping, find a pair of heels to match the dress, and go do what I can with my hair. Fortunately, short as it is it doesn't take much, it's meant to look a bit tousled. Lipstick, no time for eye shadow and I hate it anyhow. 

And I'm done. At 20 to six. But I can't resist a look in the mirror. And I smile. Really not bad! Dress shows a little bit of curve from my breasts, and the flimsy bra seems to be holding me in place pretty well, not that I need much. But I just can't resist running my hands up over my breasts and giving them a squeeze, making sure everything is in place. And sure enough, when I take my hands away, there they are! Nipples! Pointing right at me! Little tents, but at least the black minimizes the effect. Ohhhhh god, what am I doing?

Fortunately I don't have time to wonder, and I head for the car, taking only a little black purse with my license in it and a couple of bucks. I'm sure as hell not paying for this!

Dammit, where are they? 10 past six and no sign. Oops, there's a car. It suddenly occurs to me that I have no idea what Jim drives, and Ginny's car is still in the lot. It's a Lexus, nice! And it heads for me. Yep it's them! I hop in the back and we head for the airport. Plane is already in, but Frank has to clear customs. As we drive I find out that Jim is calling out tonight and tomorrow, and they plan to make a night of it, although no plans yet as to where. 

When I get out of the car I realize, I'm shaking like a leaf. But I feel better when Ginny says, "You go girl, you look great." And when she introduces me to Jim I understand why the accent turns her on. And the deep voice, too! And that smile he gives me is to die for! While we walk to the terminal I check them out; Ginny's obviously been home and has on a little white number. Nice contrast to mine. Jim just has a jacket over a sports shirt. Perfect!

We only have to wait 10 minutes or so and here he comes, Jim's brother and my date! Frank is even taller than Jim, though not as solidly built, and I'm guessing, five years older. Great with me! Ginny likes 'em young, but a little maturity is fine with me. And the hint of gray on the temples is delicious!

Jim introduces Ginny as his girlfriend and me as a friend of hers. Frank leans over and gives Ginny a little hug and kiss on the cheek, then does the same with me, but he whispers in my ear, "I'm so glad you joined us this evening, Carli!" He's very polite but the embrace lingers just a bit! OH MY GOD! The accent is twice as thick as Jim's and is just dripping "French"! 

I'm still shaking, but I relax a little, and I'm beginning to enjoy this already. But through my mind flashes, "I just hope he doesn't think I'm some kind of a hooker!"

It was an overnight flight for him – they're eight hours ahead – and he's slept most of the way, but he's ravenously hungry so the first order of business is food. Turns out Jim does know the local clubs pretty well, because he takes us to one with a great restaurant and we have formal meal, top shelf steaks, wine and all the trimmings. These Frenchmen know how to eat! Oops, dammit Carli, stop thinking like that!

Of course Frank is next to me and he's not shy, and soon we are chatting a little. And I find out his English isn't half as good as Jim's and he doesn't know all the words. But that accent is to die for and I actually know a little French, so before long we are making a little game of it, laughing and chattering away! And I catch Ginny looking at me with a big shit-eating grin on her face. But that might be because she and Jim are so close they're practically touching, and knowing Ginny, something is going on under the table!

Before we're done there's music coming from the lounge, and Jim calls the waiter, hands him a 20 and in a moment he's back, announcing our table is ready. As we walk to the other room I feel Frank's hand on my back, lightly, and I immediately step closer to him, without even thinking. And suddenly I shiver. I have no idea where this is going, but so far, I like it. I like him!

Turns out our table is a booth with a circular seat, and the four of us all sit behind it, facing out. Of course that means we are pretty close, and I can feel Frank's leg, but he's not pushing and I almost wish he would. He smells nice and I like being close to him. 

Suddenly I feel something touching my hair and I look up to see he's running his hand over it! And with a big smile he says, "Pardon me Carli, but I love your hair, it's pretty! And cute!" 

OH MY GOD! It sounds like a line, but with those words and that accent it doesn't matter. I feel my face flush as a bolt of electricity goes through me! All I can manage to get out is, "Thank you Frank, that's very nice!"

But then he leans down, very close to my ear and says very softly, his voice a husky rumble, "Chere, call me Fran, s'il vous plait. My name is really Francois you know; at home that's what they call me."

God don't do this to me! I have to squeeze my lips tight to keep a whimper from leaking out, and suddenly I'm on fire! Finally I force myself to smile and look up at him and whisper, "I'd love to Fran, that's a very pretty name." And before I can stop myself I raise my hand and touch his cheek with my fingertips! And one of us must have moved because suddenly I am leaning against his shoulder! Helppppp!!

This is an older crowd, so the music is lively, but nothing too wild. And I love to dance, but right now I'm just not up to it, so I'm relieved when Fran orders us another round of drinks, and we sit nursing them as we watch the few people on the floor. By now Ginny and Jim have kissed a time or two, and I'm feeling a little self-conscious. But when the band switches to a slower set Fran immediately asks me to dance. And I have the feeling, "This is it!"

I quickly find out, Fran is a much better dancer than I, light on his feet and smooth in his moves, never missing a step, and all I have to do is follow him. Which, of course, is much easier if my body is pressed against his, and that only takes a moment. I try to keep my breasts so they are just barely touching his chest, but when I look up I see him smiling back down at me. I don't know if he's looking at my face or my boobs but it doesn't matter, either one is fine. But I pull back just a bit to give him a better look, just in case. 

When the band stops, momentarily, before beginning the next song we stand face to face, just smiling. But he has both arms around me, and I can feel his hands moving slowly over my back. And when the music starts we just sway together for a minute before breaking our almost-embrace and dancing again. I catch sight of Ginny and Jim for a moment, all wrapped up in each other, of course. God that looks good!

After the third song the band breaks, but it takes us a moment to separate enough to move back to our table. I feel like I'm burning up and shaking, my mind churning, and the only thing I know for sure is, I'm wet! It's a relief to sit down, and when he slides in next to me I turn to him, hoping. Knowing! 

And he does! He boldly puts both arms around me, and we sit smiling at each other for a moment. But through the fog of need I realize we are both leaning towards each other, and it takes way too long for our lips to finally touch. Ooooouuuuuuuuu, god I'm almost frantic this feels so good, and I want to grind my lips, my body against him! But instead he presses his lips against mine softly, slowly, barely moving them.

And it finally happens! I moan, deep in my throat, a primal sound of need, and his arms tighten around me just a bit. But the kiss goes on, and on. Until he pulls back for a moment and just smiles at me. Oh god, I hope he feels a little of what I do. Oh god oh god oh god!

And when we kiss again our lips press harder, moving against each other's until soon, I feel the tip of his tongue slowly and gently run the length of my lips. And when it comes back, of course my lips are parted just enough so that it can easily push its way between them. Which he does, slowly, gently, barely. And I can't stop my tongue from saying hello, softly, the tip just brushing his. And oh my god, I hear it! From someplace deep inside him, it almost sounds like a whimper. Of need!

But he holds me, still for a moment, then slowly his arms loosen and he pulls back. And I hope he can't hear me panting, gasping. He stares at me for a moment, then whispers, "Merci ma belle Carli, that was beautiful!" Oh my god, yes it was! Don't let it be over! 

But then our attention is turned to Jim and Ginny when she suddenly moans loudly. They've come back to the table and we didn't even notice, but now they are squirming against each other and both have a hand under the table. Somehow, Ginny realizes we are no longer occupied with each other and she giggles when she sees us watching. And Jim, who had his face buried in the side of her neck, lifts his head and turns to look at us. And he says to Fran, "What do you think frère, time to go someplace more comfortable?"

But Fran looks at me and says, "Only if ma chere Carli is ready to go."

Oh my god, am I ever! I can feel all my inhibitions tumbling down, and all I wonder is where "someplace more comfortable" might be. But Jim says, "I have a reservation for you for a suite at a hotel near me, perhaps we could go back there for a nightcap."

Fran looks at me, as if to ask, "Ok?" and I nod my head and gasp out, "Uhhuh," which almost comes out as a squeak. 

We quickly head for the car, and of course Fran and I tumble into the back seat, and I'm in his arms before we're out of the parking lot. He's bolder now, his hands running over my body, but he carefully doesn't touch anything "vital" and I am quickly learning the true meaning of the term "French kiss".

I know what I want to touch, very badly, but I don't, instead running my hands all around his chest. I still don't know what Fran really thinks of me, but even though it's obvious what he feels he's really being a gentleman about it. His hands are gentle and never threatening, and his lips, ummmmmmmmmmmm, they are to die for! 




Gym Ratz, Round 03



In fact I feel like something precious in his hands, and I almost wish he would try a little harder! But I know this is the right way, the best way in the end, and although I can't consciously let myself think it, I know he's already got home base if he wants it. And I hope to god he does!

The ride isn't too long, not long enough, and when we reach the hotel Jim parks and gets the bags while Fran goes to the desk. Ginny and I are alone for a moment, and she looks at me with a big grin and says, "Well?" I can't even say a word, I don't know how to say it. But the look in my eyes tells her what she wants to know and with a grin she says, "Good, honey." Then a porter takes the bags and we are on an elevator in no time. 

Once in the door Fran asks if anyone would like something from room service, but he has to speak to Ginny and Jim's backs because they are already heading to the side room. Which leaves us alone. And I'm shaking again, harder than before. But Fran comes over to me and gently takes my hand.

"Belle Carli, I'm sorry but somehow I feel this is very rude. I don't think you expected to be here, and I want you to know, if you want I'll take you home. You have no obligation to stay here." 

And the look on his face almost breaks my heart. For him! It's obvious he means it and he doesn't want to say it, but he has to.

I take the step that's left between us, my body brushing against his, look up and gently touch his cheek with my fingertips as I say with just a little smile, "That's so sweet. What would you like, Fran?"

He looks down at me with an expression almost like he's scared and whispers, his words barely able to leave his throat, "I would like it very much if you would stay with me."

"Oh god! Yes!"

And his hands and arms slide slowly around me as he bends his head to me until our lips are gently joined, and we sway back and forth as if the music were still playing as we kiss and kiss and kiss. And I'm not afraid to whimper now, loudly and often, and I couldn't control it if I wanted.

His hands are sliding slowly over me again, but now, for the first time, they slide down over my ass, cupping my cheeks. And he pulls me gently against him, until I can feel his hardness. And I shudder, and moan, pressing against him, my legs now shaking so hard I can barely stand up. He feels it and gently lifts me, then sets me on the edge of the bed. And when I lie back and smile up at him, my eyes wet with emotion, he sits too, then leans over me. 

And he kisses, first my lips, then my nose, my cheeks, my forehead, finally sliding his lips down next to my ear and nuzzling gently, his tongue gently laving my face. I feel one shock after another, and I just can't help squirming on the bed, my hanging legs kicking. 

And one of his hands is in my hair, but, of course, the other is moving over my body. But he takes his time. My arm, my side, my hip, my belly, over and over, never violating my dress. And one of my hands is on him, but it's more like clutching now, holding on for dear life. 

And when his hand comes close to my breast I squeal, and jump, anticipating, hoping! But instead, he lifts his lips from my neck, smiles and whispers, "My wonderful Carli!" and gives me a long hard kiss, his tongue gently sliding into my mouth.

I give up and just start moaning at every kiss and every touch. My senses are so overloaded I barely know what's happening to me! And then he does it! His hand slides over my breast and slowly closes, squeezing gently. Almost as a reflex my back arches hard and I lift and grind against his hand, and I gasp, "Ohhhhhhhh godddddddddd!"

I know he can feel the hard nipple and he moves his hand round and round, slowly rolling it, through the cloth. And he kisses his way down from my neck to the vee of my breasts, as far as the dress will let him. But when I feel his fingertips gently catch my hard bud and squeeze, my entire body convulses and I almost shout, "Fran, yes! Please, oh please!"

He understands and pulls away from me, slipping off the bed, and when he starts to slide the hem of my dress slowly up I help, lifting just enough that he can finally slip it off me as I raise my arms. And nothing happens, it's dead still. Until I open my eyes and realize he's staring down at me, taking in every inch of my body. And he's biting his lip!

And he whispers something in French, but it's so quiet that I have no idea what he says. I put my arms out to him, begging him to come back, to take possession of me! But first he slips off his shirt and tee, then his pants, and I get to stare at his beautiful body, tall and slim with a light coat of fuzz on his chest, black against his skin. And a gigantic bulge in his briefs! And then he claims his prize, in his way, slowly, gently.

As he starts to climb back on the bed I pull myself up a little more, so my legs are on the mattress. And he crawls to me, bends to kiss me lightly on the lips, then slowly wraps his arms around me as he lowers his weight at my side. And he pulls me to him, till skin touches skin, everywhere save the little patches of fabric remaining. And now as we kiss and touch our bodies move in unison, undulating, practicing what we both want most to do. 

But the serenity doesn't last long. I feel his hands loosen my bra, and when he pulls it away he lifts his head and stares for a moment, smiling. But suddenly he plunges his lips over one of the tender tips, and sucks, hard, as he pulls back. The sensation is so strong I roar at him, "Ohhhh! Yessssssss!" and grab his head by the hair with both hands, forcing his mouth down on me as I arch my back! He fills his mouth with me and his tongue grinds and circles hard, as his hand finds the other nipple and begins to squeeze and twist. I'm on the edge of pain, but it's so good I try to arch my back more and more, and my feet are pedaling on the bed, pulling up and pushing out again, my legs spreading wider and wider!

He lets go of my nipple and I feel his hand slide down my tummy till it covers the gauzy panties. They are already soaking wet and slippery, and his fingers make a juicy little sound as the rub back and forth up and down. Now I am truly frantic, and growl at him, "Take the fucking things off! Now!"

He lifts his head from my breast and chuckles, "My beautiful Carli gets so hot! I love it!" I just moan and kick my feet.

He quickly pushes up, grabs the panties and yanks them down over my hips and past my knees, and I instantly kick them off. But the break has broken the spell of lust I was in and I realize there is something else I want too. I sit up next to him, look him in the eye and command, "Lie down! And take them off!"

This time he laughs, slams his head back on the bed and pushes and kicks until his briefs are off. And that huge bulge I saw has transformed into an amazing cock! I know just what I want to do, but I'm still so hot that I can't bear not having his hands and mouth on me, so there's only one option. I push up on my knees and scramble over the top of him till I'm in position, and grab that rod, which is sticking straight up, with one hand. At the same time I feel him grab my hips and yank my pussy down to his mouth and he gives a little snarl of lust as he buries his face between my legs! 

I squeal, and for a moment I'm paralyzed with the pleasure of his mouth ravaging my lips, but when I force my eyes open that cock is right in front of my face! Damn he's big! And pre-cum is already running down the sides. With a whimper I engulf the tip and swirl my tongue around, savoring his taste. He jumps, but that tongue he's probing me with never stops, and somehow we both manage to moan and suck and lick, all at the same time. 

I push down hard, stretching my mouth to take him deeper, but he doesn't play fair. I can hear him slurping up my juices which I can imagine are running out of me, but suddenly he rams his tongue deep into my hole. And I feel his fingers dig into my hips as he pulls me down hard, probing as far as he can and then swirling around and around. He wins, and I have to lift my head as I sob, "Oh god, Fran, oh fuck!" 

I shock myself because I almost never swear out loud, but considering the moment I don't guess it matters much. All that does is spur him on and what the hell; I grind my pussy into his face! I'm just giving him what he wants! But I know what he wants more, and I force myself to concentrate on that cock I've got in my hand and with a test of my willpower I force my lips over him again and push until my lips press against my fingers. Oh god, there's a whole handful left and he's hitting the back of my throat hard enough to make me gag!

But I stand it as long as I can, bobbing up and down with my lips tight around him. And just as I finally have to lift my head he suddenly gasps out, "Pour l'amour de dieu, pitie'!" I have no idea what that is, but I hope it means he likes it! A flood of drool pours out of my mouth and down his shaft, so I use it as lube to jack him hard for a moment, my hand flying up and down that pole! He grunts and I feel his hips lift under me, thrusting up into my hand. I slip my lips over the tip and continue to stroke as I suck and lick, and now his hips pick up my rhythm, lifting to meet my fist. 

But finally he remembers his job, and I feel his fingers tighten on my hips as his tongue rams between my lips again and his mouth slides up and down, making wet, slurping sounds. I moan and press my lips down his shaft again, but I'm so distracted I hardly know what I'm doing. So I just suck hard and let my tongue swirl round and round him as I concentrate on that tongue! 

My hips are already rocking when suddenly, he finds it! And my head jerks up and I howl when he sucks my little clit between his lips. Instantly I'm panting, my hips bucking wildly, and I begin moaning, "Oh no, no, no, no, no!" even though I mean yes yes yes! But it doesn't deter him and he swirls lightly with his tongue, grinds hard and then sucks again. 

It's over now and I hope he's happy! His teeth graze the tender bud, and I explode, squealing and bucking and jerking, my hips ramming my pussy down against his face. When the waves finally stop rolling back and forth inside me I lie panting on top of him tears streaming down my face. Oh my god, that was soooooooo good! And suddenly I realize he's giving me soft little kisses, all around my pussy. 

I moan and carefully roll off of him, now wanting the comfort of his arms, and as I crawl up on his chest, that's what I get. I kiss his messy face and giggle as I taste myself. He grins up at me and with one hand musses my hair a little, then pets it smooth again. But his kisses are getting more urgent, and I realize he's still very much in need, and now it's my mission to take care of that problem! And remembering a French phrase I learned in college I whisper to him, "S'il vous plait Francois, baise-moi, maintenant!" 

His eyes pop open and he smiles broadly, "Ahhhh, ma belle Carli, j'aimerais!" And when he sees my blank stare he whispers, "I would love to!"

Holding me in his arms he rolls over until I'm on my back and kisses me again. But then his lips make a trail down my chin and over my chest until he reaches my left breast. And he kisses and licks a little circle around it as I gasp and sigh. Then he moves a hand to the other one and rubs it softly. Already I'm in heaven again, and I've never wanted anything more in my life than what I know is coming now. 

I shiver as his lips finally find my nipple again and he sucks it in, making it wet and warm, then swirls his tongue slowly around it. And his hand slides down to my now-naked pussy again, teasing my lips with his fingertips. Now he knows me down there, knows how much I love his touch, and I moan and rock my hips gently as he strokes me. 

And the moment he lifts his head from my breast I pull my knees up and spread them wide, a very open invitation to him! We smile at each other and he accepts, kneeling between my thighs, then running his hands up and down them. I shudder as he touches the soft and tender inner flesh, feeling little shocks running through me. But I look down between my legs and see that beautiful cock, standing straight and proud and pointing at me, and I don't want to wait any longer!

I whimper and roll my hips and stare him in the face, silently begging. And of course, he answers! He runs his cock slowly up and down my lips, now wet with my flowing juices again, and then pulls back a bit and presses. Oh god! My breath stops! I raise my hips to him and he pushes into my tightness with maddening slowness. He's so big and it's been so long for me he barely fits, but I'm soaking wet and suddenly he breaks into a big smile. But my body shudders and I see him bite his lip, feeling it too. 

And now the tight stretching sensation is replaced with pure pleasure. I'd almost forgotten how good it could be! I begin to pump my hips begging him to give me more, all! And he begins to thrust slowly, deeper each time until I feel like I'm about to burst! And still he goes deeper, where I've never felt this before! But now it feels soooooooo good! 

He's still for a moment and I know it has an effect on him too. But then his hands go to my hips and he leans forward a little and begins to thrust with long, measured strokes. I'm in heaven! I can't help the little whimpers and sighs, and I know he likes it, because he smiles at me again. I want to shut my eyes and lie back and just feel him, but somehow I have to lift my head and watch that massive rod sliding in and out of me, now shiny from my creamy juices. 

But finally I do give in and lie back, and find my breasts with my hands, squeezing gently in time with his strokes. But he sucks in his breath and I open my eyes again, to see that he's watching me. I giggle and find my nipples, pulling and twisting, making myself moan with pleasure and giving him a show!

And it works! He begins thrusting harder, giving me all he has, stuffing me with that magic rod! And when my body begins to bounce on the bed with every stroke I lift my hips and thrust back. And now our bodies begin to slap together, echoing in the big room. My breath is coming in deep gasps, but Fran is panting, and beads of sweat form on his brow. And I swear he's pumping that rock hard cock into me deeper and deeper, making me moan each time he fills me! 

My body is twitching, and I'm having a hard time meeting his thrusts now, and he's going faster and faster, pounding me so hard it's making me squeal and moan and I have to hold on to the sheet. But he's grunting with effort now, his face contorted, and I feel a shower of wetness flying from his face with every thrust. I know he has to be close and I want nothing more than to get there with him! I slide a hand down and find my clit, squeezing and stoking it, while the other hand pinches and pulls at a nipple. Oh god, I'm so close! 

And he groans and gasps out, "Oh! Ma chere!" And he buries himself to the hilt, then grinds hard against me! When I see the expression on his face I know, and it's all I need. I pump my hips up against him and feel an earthquake deep inside! It's small at first, but it builds and builds and suddenly I scream as the full blast hits me! And now I can't stop, thrashing on the bed and moaning, held in place by that massive rod pinning me to the sheet .And I'm only dimly aware that his hips are thrusting against me time after time, always accompanied by a grunt or snarl. 

But I know when he falls moaning and gasping beside me, and I grab him desperately, needing to feel the warmth of his arms. And he wraps me up, arms and legs around me, and we lie together, slowly rocking in each other's arms, our bodies slippery from the sweat flowing from both of us. I don't know why this feels so good; I just know it can't ever end. 

It's late now, we've been drinking a little, and the physical and emotional highs have been extreme, and in no time we fall fast asleep. 

But hours later I awake, feeling groggy but wonderful, and instantly become aware of noises coming from somewhere. At first I can't imagine, but I'm sidetracked when Fran suddenly gives me a kiss! And I love it when his arms tighten around me. Mmmmmmmmmm.

But I startle again when I hear a little scream, and suddenly I realize, it's Ginny! They disappeared when we got here and I was way too occupied to care. Fran whispers, "Your friend? Is she all right?"

I giggle. "Uhhuh, I think so, it's just how she likes it. And I guess it's ok with your brother too. She was beaming after the first time they were together. And she can take care of herself!"

Fran groans and releases his hold on me. We've been wrapped up together for hours, and both of us are stiff and cramped. We lie back on the bed and stretch, listening to Jim and Ginny carrying on, and laughing at some of the strange little sounds. But something's wrong. He's not touching me and I just can't stand it! I roll on my side and wiggle back against him, and when he realizes he sighs, "Oh yes!" and slides his arms around me, spooning me! Ummmmmmmmmm! It feels so delicious I shudder with delight!

His hands go just where they belong, one cupping a breast gently, the other over my tummy, pulling me back against him, and I press my legs back against his. We are touching from toes to shoulders, and the warmth of his body is just making me melt with pleasure. And I can feel his hot breath on my shoulder, but it suddenly gets much better when he kisses the back of my neck. I moan and arch back against his lips, in the process pressing my breast into his hand. 

And his fingers tighten and knead, very slowly, as his lips and tongue slowly move across my skin. And I'm so aware of his palm pressing against my suddenly very hard nipple. I moan and squirm, unable to lie still, and I can hear soft little sighs and whimpers coming from him. And when the hand on my tummy begins to move I lift one leg and drape it over his, leaving myself open. But he teases me, running his hand from hip to hip, even playing with my little furry thatch, but he never quite reaches ... there!

Suddenly I'm breathing deeply, almost gasping for breath, even though I've hardly moved, and my body is tingling, shuddering with every touch of his fingertips. And I can feel it! His wonderful cock has swollen, trapped between us! And he begins to roll his hips, very slowly, stroking it against my back. "Mon dieu, Francois!" I whimper, almost crying, the emotion, the need so strong I can barely stand it! 

Against my neck he whispers, "Je sais, Carli!" And I silently give thanks as his hand moves between my legs and his fingers slide lightly down my already moist and swollen lips. My hips roll and I push against his hand, wanting more and more and more of his touch. And when his finger slips in it is bathed in moisture, my juices now running freely, making me slippery wet. 

He's wiggling behind me, moving down a bit, and then I feel his swollen cock slip between my legs, my soft thighs making a velvet tunnel for him. And as his fingers stroke me inside and out he rolls his hips slowly, sliding back and forth. Now he's kissing, nipping, everywhere on my shoulder and neck and both of us are whimpering and moaning continuously. And neither of us pay any attention at all to the sounds of a spanking coming from the other room.

I can't wait any longer, I need him now, and I whimper, "Please, oh god Francois!" Suddenly I love his name; it rolls so easily off my tongue!

"Oui, ma petite chaton," he whispers, then reaches down and pulls my leg back farther, at the same time curving his body around my ass. And suddenly, his cock is pressed against my pussy, sliding slowly as he rocks his hips. I reach down and cover it with my fingers, lightly stroking him, and he moans with pleasure at my touch. And he whispers, almost crying, "Me mettre, Carli, put me in!"




Gym Ratz, Round 03



Oh yes! Grasping him, I slide him quickly between my lips, and when he rolls his hips we're joined again! And both of us moan over and over as he rocks gently, sliding deeper and deeper into my wetness. And I can look down and watch in the dim light as his cock, shining with my juices, slides in and out, leaving a trail of sweet fire inside of me. I roll my body just enough that I can kiss him, and he grasps my breast again, squeezing and pressing against the rock hard nipple, and making me moan into his mouth! 

I can already feel the inferno raging and I know this just can't last very long even though I want it to go on forever! But he picks up the pace, driving his iron rod deeper and harder into me, and I have to roll my hips, gasping and crying as he impales me again and again! And suddenly I grab the sheet with one hand and his arm with the other and roar between my clenched teeth as my orgasm slams through me, and he has to hold me against him as I buck and writhe on his cock.

And when it's over I am shuddering, shaking, and I can still feel his wonderful hard cock moving slowly, deep inside me. And he whispers, "Merci, Carli," against my skin. My god, I should be thanking him! 

But I know there is only one thanks he wants, he needs! When I pull away he looks at me questioningly, but I give him a big smile and quickly get on my knees, head down on a pillow, looking back at him. "Oh yes!" he whispers with a big grin, and almost instantly he's behind me, running his hands over my ass. He moves closer and I can feel his cock pressing against my pussy, stroking me as he rolls his hips. And he pulls back a bit and thrusts, and buries himself in my wide open, dripping cunt! 

He begins to move with long strokes, slowly at first but quickly faster and faster, his hips slapping against my ass! And I begin to rock, slamming my ass back against him and spreading my legs wider, wanting him buried inside me! His hands grip my hips, and he begins to pound me! I can feel his big balls slapping against my pussy as they swing wildly with every stroke, and my head is being driven into the pillow! 

When he begins to grunt and snarl I know he's close and I yell out to him, "Oh yes, Francois, fuck me, fuck me harder, please!" I want him to have it all, to explode inside me, but I can feel my cunt clenching around him and I know that if he hurries we will detonate together, and somehow it's desperately important! 

And in another moment he snarls, "Ahhhhhhhhh OUI!" and slams into me once more then grinds against my ass, his fingers digging deep into my flesh. 

"OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH," high pitched and strangling, is all that will come out of my mouth, and when my cunt clamps tight on his shaft I see stars as we go into orbit together! He growls and I whimper, and at that moment, he OWNS me! And later, when I proudly look at the faint little bruises on my hips, I will realize just what it is that Ginny gets off on. 

My body starts to shake and I collapse onto the bed, and he falls next to me and wraps me tightly in his arms again. And I can hear him softly whisper, his lips on the back of my neck, "Oui, oui, oui," over and over.

When I wake up again there is light coming through the windows and I realize we have spent the night together. And suddenly I'm terribly sad, because I realize it's over. Somehow I was hoping it would go on forever. And now, I have no idea what will happen, whether I'll ever see him again, how we'll even say goodbye. But he stirs behind me and totally distracts me when he whispers, "Bon matin, chere," and kisses my neck again. 

He runs his hand down my arm and side, all the way to my hip and back, slowly, again and again, and it just feels soooooooo good! I stretch, then push back against him, finding comfort in the warmth of his body, and he moves until we are pressed tightly together again. Mmmmmmm, I don't want to move, ever! But he gives me a playful little swat on my ass and says, "Viens avec moi, douceur." And he slides off the bed, then offers me a hand as I get up too. And he puts his arm around me as we walk to the bathroom in the corner. I have no idea what a lot of his French means, but I shiver every time I hear it in that deep soft voice.

"I need to freshen up, will you join me?" he says with a big grin on his face. And he reaches in and starts the shower. Oh god, I shudder at the thought of it!

And when we climb in to the steamy hot water coming from both ends of the enclosure, it's even better than I imagined as he wraps me in his arms again. We stand pressed together, my cheek against his shoulder, and our hands just run over each other, everywhere. I feel like I'm being petted, and the heat from his hands and his body and the water goes right to my head, just like a strong drink, and I can feel the flush on my face. And when I look up and he looks down he whispers, simply, "Chere," and for some reason my legs start to shake. Something is happening to me.

Of course, some of the heat I feel is desire, and I know he feels it too, because his cock swells, but not rock hard. I can't resist taking it in my hand and stroking him gently and he moans and leans down to kiss me. But somehow, sex is a part of us, but not so important just now, and after the most wonderful half hour of my life he whispers to me, "Let's see if we can get some breakfast and find out if my brother and your friend are still alive!" We towel each other off, then, thankfully, find bathrobes of several different sizes in the closet. 

When he knocks softly on the door to the other room there is a muffled squeal, from Ginny, and it takes a minute or two before Jim's voice says, "Come on in!"

When we do we find the two of them covered by the sheet, up to their chins, and they are still grinning and giggling. And something is going on under there, because there is a lot of movement! Fran says, "Oh my god!" with a chuckle. "We just wanted to ask you if you want to join us for some breakfast. I'll call room service."

They look at each other, and finally, Jim says, "Go ahead and order; we'll be out in a few minutes."

With a smile, Fran laughs and says, "No need to hurry, frère, we'll keep it warm for you." And we beat a hasty retreat to our room. But he whispers to me, "Looks like they're keeping it pretty warm on their own."

"Knowing Ginny, I'm sure of it!" I reply, with a giggle.

In about 20 minutes breakfast arrives, on a large cart with warming trays and covered silver bowls, and I'm just now beginning to realize, this is really quite a swanky place! Last night I was far to pre-occupied to know or care. Fran yells through the door, "Breakfast is here," but neither of us thinks it will matter and we sit down to enjoy ours together. But then the door opens and out they come, in robes, and Ginny has a towel around her hair. They sit down with us, and of course, Ginny's robe is half open in front, and I suddenly giggle as I notice her neck and chest are covered with little red marks. "Oh my god!" I gasp, laughing, and put my hand over my mouth to stifle myself.

Ginny giggles and says, "Guess I'll have to wear a turtleneck to the gym. Or maybe not!" And we all laugh at the thought. 

The meal is delicious, and way more than we can eat, though we try our best. Even though there are butterflies in my stomach I'm ravenously hungry, and certainly do my part. But once we're done, Jim asks Fran, "Would you like me to take you for a tour of the city today? Ginny might go with us, and I could take Carli back to her car." 

Suddenly I'm fighting to keep from crying, but Fran whispers to me, "Please, non, chere," and looking at Jim he says, "I was hoping that Carli might do me the honor of giving me the tour today, that is, if she is free and wouldn't mind."

Mind? Suddenly my head almost explodes at the thought! He wants me to stay with him! And there is no way I can keep my face from lighting up in a giant grin. "You know I'd love to! It will be fun!"

Jim and Ginny instantly get the message; they're no longer needed! Fran has a rental available in the parking lot, so we can get around just fine. The two of them get dressed and are ready to head out quickly, but Ginny comes over to me and gives me a little kiss, then whispers, "I'll see you in the locker room. I can't wait to compare notes!" Then with a giggle she grabs Jim and they head out the door. 

And we're alone. And we just look at each other for a moment with little smiles. I have the strangest thoughts racing through my mind. I'm here alone in a hotel room, with a man I really hardly know. And yet I have the strangest feeling that I belong here! And the only way I can leave him is if he sends me away! What the hell?

Quietly, he says, "Thank you."

I look at him, questions in my eyes, but he takes my hand and says, "For staying, for being with me, and for being so beautiful. And for being you!" Those words are really rather trite, they don't have very much meaning. No real statement of intent. And yet, with them, at this moment, he has taken possession of me! Somehow I just know it!

I feel light-headed, afraid I might pass out, but the next thing I know I'm in his arms and he's holding me. Just holding me. Until he carries me back to our bed and we crawl in together, shedding our robes. And I can hardly stand it as he makes love to my entire body! From my toes to the hair on my head and everywhere in between. 

I am suddenly aware of places I barely knew I had! My breasts have never been so important before. Or so well cared for and loved. My thighs are on fire as his fingers gently brush them again and again. But as he crawls back and forth I capture his cock in my hand and refuse to let go, so it's like a tether, and he has to circle round me. I stroke him slowly, gently, never squeezing hard but never letting him slip away. 

And when he leans over me and gently kisses my pussy I'm on the edge of insanity. And as his tongue and lips massage and rub and lick and nibble I lay on the bed, my legs spread wide and my head just rolls back and forth as I thrash on the sheet, moaning and whimpering and gasping all at the same time. And my hand is gripping his wonderful cock so tightly I'd worry I was hurting him if I could think.

From the sounds he's making he must think I am the most delicious thing in the world as he laps up the juices that are just flowing out of me. His tongue goes in and out and up and down and back and forth and my hips are rolling so hard that I'm pumping myself against his face.

Until his lips find my clit. And I know what will happen. First I feel his warm breath, blowing gently over it. And then a touch with the tip of his tongue. And his lips close over it so slowly, so gently I hardly realize it until he sucks gently. And when his tongue touches again my back arches so violently that my entire body lifts from the bed and I try so hard to scream but nothing will come out! 

And only then he crawls between my wide open legs, staring down with that wonderful smile as he enters me, and I have been so ready for so long that he slides in easily, buried in my core. And we rock together, slowly, gently, not making a sound except for the pleasure we can't contain. But almost at once I feel it coming again; it's way too fast but I can't hold it back! And I cum, squealing and crying to him. But I'm disappointed in myself; I've failed him, not giving him the pleasure he deserves.

And as soon as I can move again I slip away from him, pushing him back and grasping him, smiling as I stroke him, long and slow. Soon he's gasping, squirming on the bed, and I lower my lips over him, tasting myself as I suck him in. And as my lips slide slowly up and down our eyes are locked on each other. 

But now I know what I have to do. Somehow. And after I play with him a bit I begin moving faster, and trying to take more of him with every stroke. And when I feel him at the back of my mouth I push even harder, closed eyes pouring tears as I gag on him. But it goes. Into my throat! And I won't stop until I can feel his balls pressed against my chin. 

And then I have to quickly pull back, still gagging and choking, drool pouring from my mouth and gasping for breath. I glance up to see his face. But he's not smiling, he's concerned about me! Never mind, honey, this is gonna work! And I know you'll find a way to make us even. Hell, I'm already way ahead! 

Knowing now what it takes, I ram my lips down over him again and keep pushing till I've swallowed him whole. And this time I can stay down, even bob a little before I have to come up.

And when I do I realize he's gasping too, staring wide-eyed at me! And he barely croaks out, "Oh damn, Carli!" I manage to give him a big smile before I go down again, and this time I force myself to give him a series of long slow strokes, nestling my nose into his hair each time. And I hear him begin to moan, almost howl, and I feel his hands on my hair, not pushing, not pulling me back. Just, somehow, telling me how much he likes it! But the best thing is, it's getting easier!

And I don't stop, I won't! And soon his hips are bucking under me and he has hold of the sheet with both hands, no longer able to sit up or watch. I know he is very close, wanting only his release now, any way he can get it. And I'd love nothing better than to taste him, feel his cum blast down my throat into my stomach. And next time I will! But not now. When I'm sure he can't take any more I slowly draw my lips up over him, and when I look up at him his eyes are clenched tight, waiting for the coup de gras. 

But I quickly push up and straddle him, grabbing his cock almost before he's realized what's happening. And I rub against him just enough to slip him in and slowly slide down onto him. He's shuddering and I don't want it to happen yet, so I just sit and smile at him as he finally opens his eyes and looks at me. And when his breathing calms a bit I lean forward, putting my hands on his chest, and slowly begin to rock. But his hips begin to rock with me, and I increase the pace, until my ass is slapping down on him.

And it's my turn to moan when he reaches up runs his hands over my breasts, then grabs my nipples in his fingertips, stretching and twisting gently. And he pulls his legs up behind me and begins to roll his hips hard, slamming his cock into me, harder with each stroke. I continue to rock back onto him, matching his pace, but now I'm whimpering and gasping again, and sweat is dripping from my face. I'm just afraid I won't be able to hold out for him again! 

But suddenly he grabs my wrists with his hands and begins pounding into me, so hard that the giant bed begins to rock and creak. And when he yells, "Ahhhhhhh, Carli, oui!" I'm right with him. I push up straight and ram myself down on him so hard he straightens his legs out flat, and I let out a series of squeals as I sit on him, impaled, and shudder and grind against him. But he grabs me and pulls me down again, flat on his chest, and I can feel his cock pulse as he empties into me. And when I lay my head on his chest I can hear his heart pounding as he gasps for breath. 

This feels so good, his soft cock still inside me and his arms tight around me, and I really don't want to move. But when he kisses my forehead I lift my head and lock my lips on his, savoring a long kiss. And finally I roll off him, and we lay side by side, holding hands and staring at the ceiling. 

I'm so scared! My thoughts go round and round and I keep trying to block them out, ignore them, make them go away. But in the first unguarded moment they come rushing back. I hardly know this man, and I know nothing about him. I don't know what he does or why he's here. I don't even know his brother except through Ginny and she doesn't care. She's already getting what she wants. Or so she thinks. Am I just a toy, a convenience while he's visiting? After all, that's what I thought when Ginny asked if I wanted a date. And I said yes because I was so desperate and needy. And he's given me more than I dreamed of already. He doesn't owe me a thing. 

And yet, he acts like he really cares about me. Oh my god. He's ... loving! No one has ever been sweeter to me. If he was the guy next door ... oooooooooo, I've got to stop doing this! But I can't. I've never had better sex in my life. With anyone. We haven't done anything special, just what everyone does. But somehow, it's different, it's more fun, it feels better, it... has meaning. No that's crazy. He has a wonderful cock and knows how to use it. That must be why it's so special for me. And he seems to like my body and the way we go together in bed. I appeal to him. But he has no other reason to care about me!

Still, it's not just those things. He's kind and gentle, almost too gentle at times. He treats me like I might break. And he always makes sure I'm thoroughly satisfied, even if he has to give up his own pleasure. But of course, I never let that stand. Maybe that's it, he likes the way I take care of his needs. But what he doesn't know is I love it! For some reason his pleasure is more important to me than mine. I'd do anything to please him! Even learn to deep throat that monster cock! And I'm not sure why.

"Carli?" He saves me from my thoughts, and I see he's rolled up onto his side, looking at me. Oh god, could he tell what I was thinking? Of course not, that's dumb!

"Would you really like to show me your town?" Oh my, I'd almost forgotten about that! And I'm about to say yes when I realize, I have no clothes! My panties are a stinky mess and I have only my bra and dress and heels! 

"Francois, I'd love to, but I just realized I have nothing to wear! Unless you'd like to take me to my place so I can change. 

He laughs, and I suspect he hadn't thought of that either. "Of course we could do that, but I think I have a better idea. If you don't mind. Put on your dress and we'll go downstairs. This hotel has lots of shops. Let's go shopping!"

I bite my lip, thinking, I have no money with me, no credit card and anyway, these little boutique stores usually cost a fortune. And now I know, he can read my mind! "Don't worry, I have a credit card that needs some exercise. It will be fun, you'll see!"

There is no way I can say no. And it does sound like fun. With him. I can find out what he likes, just in case it matters. And off we go! The first stop is a surprise, there are a lot more stores here than I realized. A little mall. And one of them is Victoria's! He offers to stay outside until I pick something out, but I drag him in. I want to know what really turns him on. And oh my god, I end up with a bagful! Three sets! I can't decide and he likes them all! And I love his taste. He doesn't want me to look like a whore, just sexy and cute. I love this! And after he pays I go back and put one set on. 

And it's off to the shop next door, for a blouse and a skirt for our excursion when we're through here. I'm ready to pick out basic black and white, but he's found a rack of blouses in bright colors and wants me to try one on, hot pink. When I do he loves it, but he's found a bright blue one, so it's off to the dressing room again. And he likes that one too and decides we should get both. Along with the yellow one, just for variety.

And they have some cute black skirts, some plain, some pleated, and we can't decide, even after I try those on too. But when I come back I find out he's already got a bag, and he ends up handing everything we've looked at to the clerk. And later I find out, his bag contains the plain white blouse I started out with. Just in case, he says. But I wear the hot pink and black pleats, and leave an extra button undone, just for him. 

And the last stop is for shoes, I really can't wear heels all day. And this store is to die for. But oh my god, the prices! They have a whole section of Manolo! He sees me looking and wants me to get a pair, but what I really need is flats, for the day, and I won't let him spend that kind of money, especially for casual shoes! That's nuts! But I try on several pairs of other brands and finally find one we both like. Even those are pretty pricey. 




Gym Ratz, Round 04



About time! That whore Wendy is finally here! Whew, I was beginning to wonder if I was going to have to work this shift alone! Dammit, Stop! That was the first thought that went through my mind, and totally unfair! Wendy is a nice kid, and she's only a minute or 2 late, as usual. But she's the best worker I've got and often stays a few minutes late if there's a rush. Give me more like that and they can all be a minute late!

The truth is, I'm jealous of her! She's only 21, but she has an amazing bubbly personality, and in a place like this that translates into a lot of attention from all the younger guys! Here she comes, and drapes an arm around me with a cheery "hello" and gives me a hug, wrapping her arms around me. Like always. Wendy's kind of like that with all the staff, even the guys, and of course they eat it up. Sometimes she seems to give me special attention though, probably just trying to brown nose the boss. When she's working she's good about being professional, but one way or another she's had a lot of dates with the "guests", as we call them. And she loves to talk about them! But at least she keeps it behind the counter.

At 25 I'm much older than the rest of the staff, and in fact, none of them even worked here when I got promoted to shift manager! Dammit, I feel like the old lady of the gym! And now I usually don't even get included in the parties they have on Friday nights. I feel like I don't fit in any more, and that's bullshit! Management isn't what it's cracked up to be, and everything about it but the money stinks. Sometimes I think I should give it up and go back to replacing paper towels and cleaning the machines.

Anyhow, none of that is the real problem I have with Wendy. Almost a year ago a young guy named Josh joined the club, and he's been a regular ever since. And he works out hard and it shows! He's a big guy, maybe 6'2", and now he's lean and hard. Once in a while he comes up to the counter and chats me up, giving me that big smile. And after a while I kind of got the hots for him! I've been around long enough that it almost never happens with the members, but I let my guard down with him. And I've been looking for a way to get to know him, thinking he might ask me out. Wishful thinking I know, I looked him up and he's just going to be 21 this weekend, and he probably looks at me like his mother! Dammit!

But the worst part is, a few weeks ago, Wendy told me she had a date with him! And they've been going out ever since! God damn it I hate that bitch! Oh fuck, of course I don't, it's just frustrating! GRrrrrrrrr!

After she gets the chores done, Wendy comes over and we BS for a while. I let her greet the members as they come in, she likes to do it and they all seem to like her. Naturally. But then she says, "Sheila, I have a question I need to ask you." Oh geez, probably something like, "How long before I get a promotion!" They all do it. She's a good worker, but not that good! Takes at least a few years, just like it did me. 

But instead, she says, "Josh's 21st birthday is this Saturday, and we're going to the amusement park after I get off work. But we were talking, about the gym and some of the people that come in here and stuff, and then Josh asked me, how come Sheila never goes out?"

I look at her like she has two heads! What the hell are they talking about me for, and why would Josh ask about me? And I reply, "Why would he care about that?"

But Wendy says, "Well I told him you were really nice to me, and easy to work for. But I noticed that all you seem to do is work. Whenever we talk about what we're going to be doing, all you ever tell me is going shopping or there's a good TV show on tonight. And he said he didn't understand that because he thinks you're really hot!"

Oh shit, it's that obvious! But I am NOT going to tell her that it's not by choice. My social life sucks now. Like I don't have any. And it wasn't like this before I got promoted. Dammit! Only Wendy would even have the balls to bring that up to me! "You guys don't know what I do when I'm out of here," I lie. "Maybe I have a bit more going on than you think!" 

The fact is, she's right on of course, but I can't admit that! Hell I work out a lot in off hours and I think I look pretty good. As good as Wendy even, and though I hate to admit it, she's a knock-out! She has a hard, athletic body and she's shorter than me, only around 5'3", with nice high, firm young tits and a solid round ass set off with a tiny waist. And a deep tan from all the time she spends in the booths. Of course I tell myself she'll probably be fat and frumpy in a few years. But deep down I know that if she takes care of herself and does her own work-outs, she's just going to get better! 

On the other hand I'm much taller than Wendy; at 5'7' I feel big next to her. And I have my Irish heritage going for me, with flaming orange-red hair that I keep short, just brushing my shoulders, long, well-toned legs, and a firm ass from the glute exercises I do. And my tits aren't second rate either; large and slightly pendulous, with cherry red nipples to go with my pale pink skin! The only thing is, I just can't tan. If I try the only thing I get is freckles, so she's got me there. Oh, but did I mention I have the red thatch between my legs to prove it's real? And I just love a nose buried in it. Mmmmmmmmm, the thought makes me shiver! But dammit, that hasn't happened in a long time!

I come out of my private thoughts when Wendy puts her arm around my shoulders and starts talking again. I shudder at her touch, because one of the things she doesn't know is, I long ago realized I'm as bi-sexual as they come! I love men, but I like girls too, and their soft touches really turn me on. It's been years since I've made out with a girl, actually two, on the field hockey team in College. But the thought of burying my face in a wet pussy just makes me ... well, wet! And I've already thought about Wendy's little snatch. In my fantasy she just has to be delicious! But dammit, I can't think like this! She's my employee!

"Anyhow," she goes on, "Josh finally suggested that I ask you to come with us to the park. I told him I didn't know if you would, but I'd ask anyway. And I know it would be fun! We'll just go on a lot of rides and stuff, and it will give all us a chance to get to know each other and give you a chance to go someplace besides this gym and shopping! So if you want, we'd love to have you!"

My face immediately turns red; it does that a lot anyway. And I kind of stammer my answer. "That's very nice Wendy, but you two don't need me. I'd just be in the way! A threesome doesn't make a very good date!"

But she says, "Aww, come on, break down and have some fun! It's not like we're going to a club or something, it's just an amusement park! Rides, cotton candy, hot dogs! And that giant coaster if you aren't too scared! I promise, we won't leave you out. Just come and have fun with us!" And she giggles and adds, as an afterthought, "Gee, who knows, a threesome might be fun!"

Little wise-ass. Oh damn, I really am tempted, but the relationship thing is a killer. How am I going to feel, out with two people that kind of turn me on, when they're with each other? So I'm searching for an excuse when the card reader beeps, and we both look around, to see it's Josh coming in! And of course, he comes straight over to us!

And the first words out of his mouth, "Hey Wendy, did you ask her yet?"

I stare at him as Wendy says, "We were just talking about it, but I think she needs to be convinced."

"Come on Sheila, come with us! We'll take care of you, I promise! It'll be great!" And he winks at me!

If the words didn't do it, the wink does! He seems so eager I just can't say no, even though I haven't a clue why they want this. "I'd really like to if you want me. But if you change your minds, it's ok. I guess you get to celebrate your 21st birthday any way you want!" I add with a giggle.

Josh laughs and gives me that smile again, "We were hoping you'd say that, really! Now we get to see what the real Sheila is like!"

At that Wendy suddenly giggles, but I reply, "What makes you think I'll be any different then?"

"'Cuz then you won't be "the boss" and you can just be our friend and have fun with us," Josh says.

And Wendy adds, "You're a really good boss, Sheila, or we wouldn't be asking you, but we both kinda' feel there's more to you than just behind this counter. And now we'll have a chance to find out!"

Damn! I don't know what's up with these little shits, but I'm dying to find out now. This is strange, but they're being really nice and I have to admit I'm flattered. And the worst that can happen is that I'll go home early and sulk if it doesn't work out. And I'm already used to that.

It's finally Saturday, and as the week has gone by I've become more eager to do this! Partly because I just really need the chance to go out for a change. Anywhere! And partly because Wendy and Josh have been reminding me about it all week, teasing me about setting a record for coaster rides. I do like the coaster, but I don't know how much my stomach can take. And Wendy has been more friendly than ever, coming over and draping her arm around me, brushing my neck and sometimes giving me a back rub, and once she even playfully gave me a kiss on the cheek. I can't let her know but it turns me on, dammit; both the attention and the touching. This will be an interesting evening, even if it ends badly.

By six, closing time on Saturday, Wendy and I have the gym all cleaned up, paper towels filled and tanning rooms spotless. And Josh came in for a work-out and just now got out of the shower. Wendy changes into a T-shirt and shorts and I put on a white tank-top, which shows off my tits, and a pair of cut-offs, which are about as short as they can be. I love showing off my long legs, even if they are sort of a candy pink. And we head out for the park, which is only a mile or so from here, in Wendy's car. 

And we do have fun! We hit a lot of the adult rides, like the Chair-o-plane, little seats attached by long cables to the top of the ride which spins and wobbles up and down at the same time. And there's the pirate boat, which swings back and forth, threatening to dump everybody out. And Josh wants to do the bumper cars, so we spend time laughing like crazy and chasing each other around, trying to crash. 

The one that almost gets me though, is the Drop Tower, with the big gondola that free-falls down the tower until it almost hits the bottom, before braking and coming to a smooth stop. I get off holding my stomach, and I know I must have turned green, but Wendy sees me and puts her arm around me, giving me a big hug, and pressing her cheek against mine. But Josh says, "I don't know Sheila, do you think you can take the Coaster?"

Immediately I forget about the queasy stomach! I KNOW I can take the coaster! It's my favorite ride! With my hands on hips I tell him, "Well let's find out right now! But I want the front car, and the outside seat! We'll see who can ride no hands the longest!"

And off we go! The Coaster is a "super" roller coaster, with a modernistic car that looks like a rocket, and in addition to drops and turns and climbs it has 3 spirals that spin you completely upside down and around 360 degrees! The only thing that holds you in is the shoulder harness and lap belt, and it feels like you are being thrown right out of the seat unless you hold on like crazy. And when you're in the front seat there is nothing in front of you but space!

Being a Saturday the park would normally be crowded, but a threat of thunderstorms seems to have kept the crowd down a little, so we have no trouble getting the front seat, which makes a lot of people shy away. Of course, after my brag I take the end seat, and to my surprise, Josh gets in the middle and Wendy the other side.

And as soon as we reach the top I look over at them and yell, "Hands up!" And we all put our arms over our heads as the car plunges down the big drop. I am determined to outdo them, on this ride at least, and although I usually end up grabbing the bar, it's not going to happen this time! As we near the bottom I do scrunch up my eyes though, knowing what's coming, and when the car roars through the bottom and goes up into a tight 90 degree turn, tilting sideways, I hear Wendy suddenly scream, and Josh growls, "Oh shit!" But I open my eyes and look over to see that they both still have their hands up! 

Of course, there's a lot of yelling and screaming coming from in back of us, but when the car levels out for a moment, Wendy looks over at me and I just smile back. And the next moment, we are slammed into the seats by centrifugal force, and the three of us all scream together as the car enters the first "death spiral". 

But I force myself to keep my eyes open, and I see that both Wendy and Josh start to bring their hands down, but then bravely throw them back up. Of course I make sure my arms stay above my head, although they are pushed to the side by the spin. We go through a series of drops and turns, and all of us are smiling and looking over at each other, laughing, until we hit the next big drop followed by the second spiral.

This one is a little tighter and faster, and Wendy starts really screeching, and I pry my eyes open to see that one of her hands is on the bar. But Josh mutters, "Motherfucker!" and manages to keep his hands high. I have to admit my stomach is flipping a little, but I'm determined, and never let my arms drop an inch. But I can't hold back a scream when we come out of the spiral and the car immediately flips over the other way into another vertical turn. And of course, without holding on we have all been slammed back and forth, bouncing against each other.

The ride is nearing the end, and the only big thing left is the third spiral, but this one's a killer! It's tighter than the others and goes 360 degrees around twice! The G-forces must be something like those on a fighter pilot! I take a deep breath and lock my elbows, determined that I will make it through. But as the car slams into the first turn and everybody screams I see both of Wendy's hands grab the bar hard! And then Josh yells, "Oh Jesus Christ!" and one hand comes down to the bar. But without thinking I lower my arm and grab his hand, pulling it loose and up again!

Taken totally by surprise he screams again and lurches against me hard, and slams me against the side of the car. Of course I scream too, but partly because it hurts! But I make it! I'm shaking like a leaf but my hands have never touched the bar! The only time I've ever done it, and maybe the last. But I've had the wind knocked out of me by Josh, and when we finally stop I have tears streaming down my cheeks. 

Along with everybody else we stumble unsteadily out of the car, and then they see my wet face. And Wendy comes over and wipes the tears and puts her arms around me, squeezing as she kisses my cheek and says, "Oh baby, you were so brave! 

I jump again because my side is still tender, and try to smile as I say, "I'm ok, it's not the ride, I just got bumped pretty hard and it hurt." Then I turn to Josh and give him a playful whack in the ribs and say, "Next time, stay in your own seat, you animal!"

Of course he had no clue what happened, and suddenly has a look of real concern, and wraps his arms gently around me and pulls me against him. "Oh honey, I'm so sorry," he says quietly. "I didn't realize I bumped you that hard!" and he bends down and kisses me on the forehead.

I really like the feel of his arms around me, and I decide to play with him a little and make the most of this. I look up at him with a pout and whine, "Well you'll just have to make it up to me!" And before he knows it I push up on tip-toe and kiss him, right on the lips! But he does me one better when his arms tighten and he kisses back, grinding his lips against me a little, and I know he can feel my boobs flattened against his chest.

Oops, it suddenly occurs to me that Wendy might be really pissed! After all this is not exactly eating cotton candy! And I push back from Josh, but I see Wendy giggling! And then Josh goes and gives her a kiss too. And after, she gives me a smile and says, "See, a threesome isn't so bad!" I just smile back, but I'm silently agreeing with her. And I'm just hoping they don't notice that my nipples have gotten a little hard, all of a sudden. But from that look on Josh's face, I know he has!

We decide it's time for a break from the rides, and Wendy says, "Let's go get some hot dogs." And with a giggle she adds, "And we can buy him his first LEGAL beer." We head to the food tent and get dogs with kraut, and of course, three large beers. And Wendy can't shut up about how scared she was on the Coaster. Seems she's always had her hands tight on the bar before. 

Then Josh says to her, "Did you see what she did to me? I finally wimped out and put a hand down and she grabbed it and jerked it back up! I thought I was gonna fly right out of the damn car! But all I did was slam into Sheila! Well at least it didn't hurt me a bit!" And he laughs, but then bends over and gives me another little kiss. Right on the lips! But when he goes to straighten up, I hold on to him a moment and lick the mustard off his cheek! And all three of us are suddenly laughing! 

We are having a great time, but the little tented area is like being in a subway station, people everywhere, and finally Wendy says, "We could go back to my place and have another beer. It's only a little ways, and a lot more quiet and comfortable than here."

Oh shit. Now I'm feeling uncomfortable again, like I'm intruding. And I start to say that if they want to go they could just drop me off at my car. But Wendy says, "No way! We've had a great time all evening, no reason to stop now, c'mon and we'll have a little party!"

What can I say? I have been having a good time, and they have been very friendly to me, more than I expected. They're nice and fun to be with, and it feels good to have people to pal around with. I don't feel like the boss or like an old lady at all, just one of the bunch. And it turns out to be a good decision to leave, because it starts to sprinkle as we head for the car. 

Wendy has an apartment right around the corner from the gym, meaning I could walk to my car, no problem, so I'm comfortable now. We'll see how the evening goes. Wendy heads to the fridge for the beer and Josh flops down on the couch, so I sit in the easy chair across from him. Wendy hands me a beer and settles down next to him and I pop the top and say, "Happy 21st birthday!" And I giggle as I add, "You're all grown up now!"

But Wendy says, "Believe me, he was all grown up already," and with a laugh turns to him and gives him a birthday kiss, complete with some tongue and a little moaning and sighing. 

I begin to have that feeling I'm intruding again, but Josh says, "Don't I get one from Sheila too?" Wendy looks at me with a big grin and beckons with one finger, so there's no way that I can refuse, not that I really want to. I put a knee on the couch and lean over to kiss him politely, but he reaches and pulls me down and I end up flopping on the couch next to him, opposite from Wendy. And when I feel his lips on mine it's only a moment before I feel his tongue run across them. 

He doesn't let go, and when the tongue comes back again I figure, what the hell, and part my lips just a bit. And sure enough, the tip of his tongue is in my mouth, and I just can't hold back a little sigh of pleasure. Oh shit! Now I KNOW Wendy will be pissed, and I don't blame her, and I don't want a scene, and I really want to keep them as friends.

When Josh lets go I'm trying to think how to apologize, but I see Wendy smiling, and she giggles as she says, "See what I mean? All grown up! Did you like that?"




Gym Ratz, Round 04



Oh my god, this is really weird! Now I don't know what to think! I just nod, then take a big gulp of my beer, but they're already kissing again, and now they are obviously grinding against each other. But I feel something on my thigh, and it's Josh's hand running up and down my skin, even as he kisses Wendy. I gasp, and am about to push it away. But it feels nice and makes me tingle, so what the hell, I take another swig. I like beer, but I don't drink that often, mostly 'cuz I don't like to drink alone, and I'm beginning to feel just a little buzz, now that I'm almost through my second one of the night.

Finally their kiss ends and their lips part, both breathing a bit deeply, but Wendy doesn't move back from him, still sort of leaning against his shoulder. But she looks at me with that smile and says, "Your turn!"

Before I can even think what that means Josh's hand moves from my thigh to my shoulder and he pulls me over to him. And this time, his tongue rams through my lips and his other hand starts running up and down my back, holding me pressed against him as the kiss grows deeper and deeper. What the hell! I moan and grind my lips on his, meeting his tongue with mine and letting them play. I roll towards him, pressing against his other shoulder as he ravages my mouth. And I can't help letting my hand run down the front of his t-shirt, feeling his strong pecs and hard abs.

My heart is pounding, and I'm about to pull away again when I feel another hand on me! I'm not sure which hand is which, but one is rubbing across my shoulders and the other is gently petting my ass! I don't even care who! I moan and renew the kiss, grinding hard against his mouth, and I feel the hand tighten over my firm cheek!

Finally Josh relaxes his grip on me and I pull back gasping, but he holds me against him. I've given up wondering what's next. But it's obvious that while we still may be playing, this is a lot more than just "friendly". It's been so long and now I'm trembling, and there is no doubt, I feel something right down "there". 

When I open my eyes Wendy is smiling at me again, but now her face is only inches away, and her hand slips from my shoulder to the back of my head, pulling me to her as she leans forward. And all at once we are kissing! Oh my god! All I can do is give a little squeak as she slowly rolls her lips against mine. And then I feel her tongue softly stroking my lips, and when I open my mouth just a little it probes lightly. And somehow my tongue meets hers and they are playing with each other, darting in and out and tangling together.

"See," she says with a big smile as she pulls away, "Three can have fun!" And before I can think of an answer she and Josh are grinding again, and she slides a leg over one of his, till she is straddling his thigh.

Ok, I get it. And I'm in! As they kiss I lean over and begin to kiss Josh on his neck and nibble on his ear, and reach a hand over till I can rub Wendy's back. And before long, Josh turns his head to me and we are kissing again. And this time I pull myself up and press against him, grinding my boobs against his chest as our lips and tongues battle it out. Oh god! I'm wet!

Wendy and I are both leaning against Josh now, and when he lets me go she puts both arms around me and pulls me to her for another kiss. Suddenly I come to the realization that she likes this as much as I do! I can feel her small firm breasts pressing against mine as our bodies move against each other. We're whimpering into each other's mouths, and Josh is breathing deeply under us. But suddenly his hand slides under my tank top and runs up and down my bare back! I moan and grind myself against Wendy, suddenly too needy to worry any more about what we're doing. The two people I've had the hots for have their hands all over me; I don't care why, and I'm going to enjoy it!

When Josh reaches up and touches Wendy's chin she turns back to him, but now I begin to kiss along the side of her neck and her ear. And a little cry comes from deep in her throat, even though her lips are still locked with Josh's. And I whimper because I'm enjoying it almost as much. 

Then I suddenly notice something! Wendy's t-shirt is pushed up to her bra, and she's bare from there to her waist! What the hell! I reach for the last of my beer and down it, then I grab her shirt and start pulling it up! And she raises her arms and the kiss breaks for just a millisecond while I pull it over her head! Josh immediately moves both hands to her body and begins running them over her bare skin, and she moans and grinds her body against him, now wearing only her cute little bra. But that doesn't last long because Josh immediately yanks the clasp in back, and pulls the bra off of her. 

And now the two of them are looking right at me! What the hell! I raise my arms and close my eyes, and sure enough, my tank-top disappears! I purposely wore a sheer bra to show off my nipples a bit, and now they are rock hard! And when I look down, I see they look like two dark red dots making tents in the fabric. But with a giggle Wendy reaches over and pulls the clasp, and my bra almost pops loose it's straining so hard. No use worrying about it now, so I let it slide off my arms, and Wendy tosses it aside. 

And they are both staring at me. And in unison, they both say, "WOW!" I know I have nice tits, and with a reaction like that I light up like a candle and giggle, enjoying the feel of their stares on my chest. And my nipples crinkle up so tight it hurts! For a moment, no one moves, but then josh reaches for one breast and bounces it, feeling it's weight. And Wendy reaches for the other, running a hand over it and softly fondling it. Oh fuck! I moan loudly and my back arches as a reflex, pushing into their hands. 

I'm not sure what's happening here, in fact, I can't think at all. But it seems Wendy is enjoying me as much as Josh is! Josh closes his hand around my boob and begins slowly squeezing and kneading, and he makes me moan with delight! But Wendy plays with my nipple, seemingly fascinated with how big and hard it is. My nips are at least twice the size of hers, and her fingertips are making me crazy!

I'm whimpering and moaning so loud it fills the room and my eyes are closed tight, but I hear Wendy start to moan too, so I open my eyes to see that Josh is playing with her tits with his other hand. Her nipples are small and dark but nice and long and swollen, and he's pulling at them, squeezing and twisting. 

But then Wendy and I have the same thought at the same moment and we both look at Josh. "Don't you feel overdressed?" she asks him. "Take off the damn shirt! He laughs and doesn't waste a moment complying, and as his reward we both lean forward and rub our tits against his bare chest. And I kiss up and down one side of his face while she takes care of the other. And when we meet at his mouth we play three-way tonguezees, all pressed together as our tongues lash back and forth.

Oh god this feels good! It's been a while since anyone touched me, and now I have a guy and a girl at the same time. And the right ones, too! I know my panties must be drenched because it's slippery down there, and my tits feel like they're on fire with every touch. This may have started out as play, although somehow I doubt that's what Wendy and Josh had in mind from the beginning, but right now it's just plain foreplay! Well I'm no virgin and my blood is pumping 90 miles an hour, and I'm ready to see how far this goes. And determined that I won't be the first one to quit!

I concede Josh's mouth to Wendy for the moment and start to do a little exploring! And Josh jumps, then moans, when I find the treasure – in his shorts! And when I close my hand over him and squeeze he pulls his lips from Wendy and groans, "Oh shit!"

Wendy looks down and giggles when she sees my hand sliding up and down the bulge in his shorts. Actually, I want know how big he is, but I haven't found the end yet, so IT'S BIG! Josh moans again when I squeeze him a little, which makes Wendy giggle again and she says, "Ooo poor Joshie, is she hurting the big strong man?" in her best little babytalk voice.

But Josh shudders and gives a hoarse laugh, and only manages to get out, "Oh fuck!"

Wendy finally slides off the leg she's been humping herself on and drops to her knees, giggling, "Oh dear, those shorts look so tight!" And she reaches for the button on his shorts. And when that's done, she grabs the zipper and pulls it down. 

Then the two of us look at each other and giggle again as we both grab the waist band of his shorts and start pulling. Josh has no problem with that and lifts his ass so we can slide them off. When they hit the floor I look back up and oh my god, there's a giant tent in his briefs! How big IS this thing?

I'm sure Wendy already knows, and she bends over and starts kissing it through the cotton, making him moan again, but there's plenty of room for me, so I join her from the other side as we kiss and lick and nip at the bulge. We are literally face to face, and when we catch each other's eyes we smile, and then lift our heads and kiss each other, letting our tongues play. And we hear a gasp from Josh as he watches. 

Wendy is waking up all the old feelings in me, and I can't help moaning as our lips and tongues massage each other. And I'm not sure which one of them I want more! Hell, I want both of them! Without thinking I slide a hand down between my legs and just press against the front of my shorts. And my own touch makes me whimper!

This is making me crazy! It's been so long and I need it so bad, and this is so sudden and unexpected! But god, I'm shaking I want it so much! And even as Wendy and I go back to teasing Josh with our lips again, I fumble with my shorts, finally getting the button and zipper open.

But when I slide my hand inside my soaking panties and touch myself I jump, then moan loudly. I forget Josh and fall back on my ass on the couch and my fingers rub up and down my wet, swollen lips, and the two of them look at me as I whimper. I know it's turning Josh on because he reaches down and touches himself! 

Wendy gets up and quickly slips her shorts off, then comes over and sits behind me on the couch. And she presses against my back as she reaches around for my boobs! Oh GOD! When she touches me it's sweet fire, and I moan and arch into her hands. And she leans forward and whispers, "Oh, baby!" before kissing me right under my ear! Her fingertips are gently playing with my nipples and I'm going insane, my whole body writhing as I try to press harder against her. Josh just leans back, watching, and his hand slowly strokes over the bulge, and I can't take my eyes off of it! 

Finally I catch my breath enough and get up the courage to whisper, "Please, take them off. Josh is caught a little by surprise, but he smiles at me and slowly begins to ease the briefs over his hips. I know he's teasing me and I can hardly stand it, but finally he slips the band over the tip of his cock and it pops straight up in the air, bouncing back and forth. Ohhhhhhhhhhh GOD! I moan and bite my lip, and I hear Wendy, behind me, suck in her breath at the sight. Fuck it's big, eight inches, geez, even more! I never had a cock like that in my life, only even saw one in a porn movie!

And he grasps it very slowly and slumps down on the couch as he begins to stroke himself, with long, slow strokes, his eyes locked right on mine! Wendy gives my boobs a hard squeeze, and I turn my head to her, and our lips meet and grind, both of us whimpering now. God! She pinches my nipples, then begins to pull and twist them! I can feel that right in my cunt, and I begin to rub myself again, sliding a finger inside and getting it slippery wet, then rubbing my swollen clit, and I can't stop moaning and whining. 

I know if we keep this up I can cum before long, just like this, but Wendy whispers with a little giggle, "I think we're going to need more room, how about the bed?

She doesn't have to ask Josh twice, and he exclaims with a smile, "Oh fuck yes!"

But she whispers in my ear, "Ok baby?" I can only nod my head as I moan and press against her but it's enough. She slides off the couch and takes my hand and leads me to the bedroom, followed by Josh, still holding his cock.

When we get there I push down my shorts and kick them off, and when I stand again Wendy wraps her arms around me and our lips lock, and I feel her tongue push into my mouth. In moments our bodies are grinding together, her hard little tits grinding against my large heavy ones, and when our hips start to roll we grind pussies through our soaking wet panties. It's my turn to play with her and I slide a hand between us, finding one of her hard little buds and squeezing it. She moans into my mouth and one of her hands slides down to my ass, pulling me against her as she rubs and rolls and kneads.

Josh is sitting on the bed, watching and listening and stroking, and finally he whispers, "Damn, you really do like girls, don't you Wendy!"

She pulls her mouth from mine and in a voice that's almost crying says, "I told you, didn't I! But I think she likes it too!" At that I pinch her little nipple hard and then twist and pull it, returning the favor, and she squeals, then says, "Oh god I KNOW she does!" And we begin grinding our bodies together again, even harder.

Well it's out in the open now, I understand what this is about, and she has for damn sure found me out too! But Josh can't take it anymore, and he stands and moves behind me, pressing his body against mine. And as he bends his head and kisses my neck I can feel his hands slide slowly over my breasts! OH SHITTTT! I squeal and moan into Wendy's mouth as his fingers rub back and forth over my rocky hard nipples! And then, I feel her hand slide between us and she starts rubbing my pussy over my wet panties! My legs are shaking so hard I can barely stand up, but they have me sandwiched anyhow.

Now I know it! They do want to make me crazy! Josh's hard cock is rubbing back and forth against my ass and his fingers are destroying my nipples, and Wendy pushes my panties aside and, oh godddddddddd, slides a finger inside me! I pull my mouth away from hers and begin going, "Oh, oh, oh, oh!" in little high pitched squeaks, and all three of us are rolling our hips, pumping against each other.

I am going to fall down if they don't stop, and finally manage to squeeze out a hoarse, "pleassssssssssssssse!"

Wendy leans forward and gives me a gentle kiss, then turns me so I can sit on the bed. I collapse onto it, leaving Wendy and Josh standing there. But that doesn't last long as Wendy drops to her knees and, smiling up at him, wraps a hand around his cock. He sucks in his breath as she kisses the swollen tip, then lightly licks it. And when it's wet enough she slides it into her mouth until her lips can slip over the groove in back of the head. And he moans and shudders as she sucks and tongue-lashes him. 

His cock is so big it's a tight fit, and when she starts to bob, taking him deeper, it doesn't go very far. But he rolls his hips in time with her strokes and little by little she swallows more of him. Oh god! I can't help but watch, and it looks so good I moan with pleasure at the sight. Wendy hears me and slides him out for a moment while she turns to me and says, "Come on baby, help me!" 

I don't have to be asked twice, and slide from the bed to my knees beside her, and replace her hand with mine, holding his cock as she sucks him in again. She reaches up and fondles his balls, making him gasp and moan even louder as she bobs back and forth. And I moan again and lean forward, moving my hand as I begin to kiss and lick his shaft. Josh is staring down at us and he gasps, "Oh fuck!" at the sight of the two of us trying to devour his steel-hard rod.

Wendy's drooling, and strings of spit and foam are running down his shaft, and each time she sucks him in it makes a wet, juicy sound. I take my lips away for a moment and grab him again pumping my hand hard and fast up and down his shaft using the spit as lube. Oh god, I love the way he moans so nice!

And when I stop Wendy slides him out and looks at me with a big smile, and I know it's my turn! I'm shaking I want it so bad, and pull his dick to my lips and waste no time sucking him in. Oh fuck! I love to suck cock! He's so big it feels like my mouth is full with just the tip. But I'm determined I'll be able to do at least as well as Wendy and pump my head back and forth hard and fast. 

Now I know why she was drooling! My mouth is full and it's running out the corners of my mouth, but I'm getting him sloppy wet! And before long I'm able to wolf down at least six inches of him with every stroke! But when he hits the back of my mouth I choke and gag, and I have to stop for a second, trying hard not to make it look bad. I don't know if I can swallow this thing, there's still inches to go, but I've been able to deep throat every guy I've been with before, and I'm going to try!

But Wendy nudges me again and reluctantly I pass him off to her, and as she sucks him in again I begin to fondle his balls. He's shuddering now, gasping with every touch and stroke, but I'm hoping he's tough enough to hang on for a while. He reaches down and puts his hands on Wendy's head, trying to push in deeper, but she seems to get just so far and stops dead. And I know I already did better than that! She's really going though, her lips flying up and down his big rod, and finally he just lets her do her thing on him. 

When she finally pulls away again Josh groans, "Ahhhh SHIT!" and flops down face-up on the bed. But I'm determined this isn't over yet, and climb on the bed and turn around on my knees to face his cock. And I quickly grab him with a hand around the base of his shaft and bend down and suck him in! For me this is a better angle, and I immediately begin ramming my mouth over him until he hits the back of my throat, making him gasp and moan again.

I'm kneeling right next to him and suddenly I gasp, lifting my head, as he runs a hand over my ass! But with a moan I ram my lips over him again, taking the delicious feel of his fingers as an incentive! I try pushing further, but it seems like he's just to big to go, so I continue taking as much as I can, and now that I'm leaning over him streams of my drool are just running down his cock and over his balls.

He has his legs spread wide and Wendy is still kneeling on the floor, and she reaches up and grabs his balls, then leans in till she can lick them. Now Josh is swearing and moaning, his breath coming in huge deep gasps, and he snarls out, between clenched teeth, "Oh fuck Sheila, deeper, take it all!"

Dammit I'm trying, but it's just too much. Until suddenly I feel Wendy's hand on the back of my head, and when I go down as far as I can she pushes, not letting me up. I groan and try to open my mouth wide, and little by little he slides in even more, and I can feel that big head sealing my throat! Josh begins pumping his hips, and bit by bit he's going down! 

I'm gagging but I can't make a sound or get a breath and finally, with a little howl I lift my head, gasping for air and dripping streams of spit over his cock and balls. But now I think I can do it! And I slam my mouth down over him again, wiggling my head back and forth, and in a second I find the right angle and down he goes! Oh god, he's half way to my stomach! There's still a little left and I want it! But suddenly I don't have a choice as Wendy pushes again, even harder, and suddenly my nose is pushing against his balls!

I can't last long but I make the most of it, and grind my lips against him, swallowing reflexively over and over, my lips squeezing around him. He's moaning, bucking and swearing, almost out of control, and I think he might cum down my throat, but he manages to hang on and I finally pull up again.




Gym Ratz, Round 04



While I'm gasping Wendy takes over again, diving down on him and doing her best. I try to return the favor and push her down, but it just won't go. So she starts bobbing hard and fast again, making slobbery sounds with the spit that pours down his shaft. 

And suddenly I don't give a shit, because Josh's hand has slipped between my legs, and he's stroking my pussy through the sheer, soaking wet panties I'm wearing. I slam my face down on the bed and moan as his fingers grind harder and harder. Way too late, he finally grabs the damn panties and pulls them down over my ass to my knees. And when his finger slips between my lips I squeal! Oh fuck! It's been so long and it feels so good!

He quickly finds my hole and slips the finger in, and I begin to whimper as I rock back and forth, wanting more and more. And I get it as another finger slides inside of me, almost filling me up! Oh my god, the sonofabitch has found my G-spot, whether he knows it or not, and I buck and moan and growl as his fingers plunge in and out.

Now the three of us are all moaning, Wendy with her mouth full of cock, Josh pumping his hips and ramming his cock through her lips, and me, getting finger fucked hard and deep! But when Wendy comes up for air I practically yank that cock away from her and slam my mouth down over it with a squeal! I'm so hot I have to have it, and I need it in my throat, NOW! I twist my head back and forth and it only takes a moment before I grind my way down his shaft until my nose touches his balls again!

And the moment I swallow him he starts fingering me twice as hard! Oh god damn! I almost pull back, but I don't want to lose him now so I manage to bob my head with short little strokes, never letting him slide out of my throat. And suddenly the fingers stop moving as he writhes on the bed, his hips pumping into the air!

But I do have to lift my head and shriek with surprise when he pulls his fingers away, grabs me by both hips and drags me over till I'm straddling him, in one quick motion. And when his tongue stabs inside of me, I can only moan, "Oh FUCK!" Wendy grabs his cock and starts bobbing hard and fast, and all I can do is grind my pussy against his face, wanting that tongue as deep in my cunt as it will go. He's licking and slurping so loud I know the juices must be pouring out of me!

God, I love riding his face so much I don't want to stop, but finally Wendy slides her lips off his cock, sheds her panties and climbs up on the bed. And she puts a finger under my chin and makes me sit up until we can lock lips in a grinding, tongue-filled kiss. But it's ok, because sitting up I can grind my pussy even harder into Josh's face! 

But he grabs my ass and moves me back just a little, and suddenly, OOOOooooooo godddddddddd his mouth finds my clit! And he sucks and circles his tongue and I go nuts! Wendy's holding on to me, but I'm bucking and writhing and moaning into her mouth, and she realizes what's happening and pulls back with a big smile and giggles. And she grabs my tits in both hands and starts squeezing and kneading, her palms grinding against my nipples!

That's it, it's over! I scream as my orgasm slams into me and slam my ass down on Josh again and again, bucking so hard the whole bed shakes. And that bitch Wendy bends down and sucks in one of my nipple and starts grinding her tongue against it! OOOOOOOOHHHHHHHH FUCCCCCCCCCKKKKKK! I can't stand it! I let out a series of short squeals, each one higher in pitch, and my whole body is shuddering and shaking!

I start muttering "Oh my god, oh my god, oh my god," over and over as the waves finally subside, and Josh puts both hands under me and heaves, lifting me off of him. And When I hear his loud gasping I realize, he couldn't breathe! Well that makes two of us! My chest is heaving and I'm panting, trying to get under control. 

And now Wendy is running her hands softly over me and leans forward to give me a tender kiss. And when Josh finally manages to get his face out from underneath me he gasps, "My god, Sheila, do you always squirt like that?"

Not that I know of, but Wendy looks at him and starts giggling, and I just have to turn around and look too. Oh my god, his face is soaking wet, with little streaks of my white cum all over it! Even the sheet is all wet!

I finally manage to get up the strength and roll away from Josh, and lie spread-eagle on the bed, still panting. And I have to put my hand over my pussy and slowly stroke it because it feels so fucking good! But Wendy and josh are just starting, and I watch as she straddles him and slides down on his cock, moaning. And she leans forward, putting her hands on his chest. She starts rolling her ass up and down, and his cock is glistening wet from her boiling cunt!

In no time he's rolling his hips and they are slapping together, fucking hard and deep and oh god it looks soooooooo good! I never saw another girl get fucked before, and it really turns me on! And I roll onto my stomach and crawl over to Josh, kissing him hard and ramming my tongue into his mouth. Wendy is squealing and moaning with every thrust, and Josh is gasping into my mouth.

I push up onto my knees and grab Wendy's hair, making her straighten up, then ram my tongue into her mouth, grinding my lips on hers. And when I grab her nipples and begin squeezing and pulling she howls and begins pile-driving straight down onto his cock! Josh grabs her hips and begins thrusting up, and suddenly the slapping of their bodies is incredibly loud! She's moaning into my mouth and clutches me with both hands to steady herself.

But then she pushes me away and bends over Josh again, this time resting her forearms on his chest and she begins bobbing her ass up and down on him hard and fast. She's whimpering and crying with every stroke now, and I know she's almost there. In response he pulls his legs up behind her and begins pounding, so hard he's ramming her forward with every thrust. But she rocks back, meeting him every time! 

Suddenly she makes a sound that's between a scream and a growl and falls forward, flat on his chest, her face against the side of his neck. And when he buries his cock in her she grinds against it, crying and moaning as her body bucks and shudders on top of him. She lies there for a minute, gasping and panting, but finally lifts slowly off of him and rolls onto the bed. And his cock is still rock hard, and pointing straight up!

I know he must have been close, and he's still gasping too, so I bend over to him and kiss him, at the same time grabbing his cock and stroking it slowly and gently. Soon he pushes his tongue through my lips and reaches a hand to grab one of my tits, squeezing it hard, and I know he's coming back. I start beating him harder until he moans and pushes up from the bed, and pushing me back. I'm boiling hot again and I want that cock in me, NOW!

And when he says quietly, "Put your head down," I jump to comply, knees spread and face down on a pillow. He's behind me before I've stopped moving, first running his hands over my ass, then up and down my inner thighs, making me shudder. And then I feel it! The tip of his big cock, sliding over my pussy as he rocks back and forth. 

And I moan, "Oh god, don't tease me! Put it in me, now!" And almost instantly I feel the head of his cock spreading my lips, and as he pushes I groan because he's so fucking big! For a moment I'm not sure it will fit, but I'm so fucking wet almost anything would go in there, and he rocks slowly, going a little deeper every time. As soon as I can breathe again, my body quickly adjusting to him, I begin to rock back onto him, and soon he's almost buried in me, giving me long slow strokes. I've needed this so bad, and now it's almost too delicious! When he begins to move a little faster I beg him to go slow, wanting to savor it and not have it end too soon! 

But before long I need more and so does he and gradually, as he begins to ram into me, his thighs slapping against my ass, I start rocking back to him and breathlessly gasp, "That's it! NOW! Give it to me!" And he does, gradually picking up the pace, and oooooooh god, he's so deep! I moan and whimper, trying to stay with him, but nothing has EVER been in me that deep before, not even my toys, and I feel so stuffed! But damn! It feels soooooooo good!

I'm beginning to shudder and I can feel my cunt starting to flutter, trying to clamp around his cock. But he feels it and growls, slamming against my ass even harder and driving every last millimeter into me! And now Wendy has come back to life, and she crawls over to me, looks up at Josh and snarls, "This is what you wanted! Fuck her! Fuck her hard!"

And he starts pistoning into me, so hard I'm sliding on the bed with every stroke, and I have to brace my hands against the headboard! I can't keep up any more, and just hang on and squeal and grunt with every stroke! And I can feel it coming! Another orgasm building inside of me, taking over my body and making me lose all control!

His fingertips are digging into my hips with a vise-like grip, and I can feel his sweat splattering over my back. And suddenly Wendy reaches under me and grabs my tit! First she squeezes, hard, then she finds the nipple and pulls, just pulls, stretching me out soooooooo fucking far! It hurts but it feel soooooooo good and that's all it takes! I scream and slam back against him so hard he stops moving, having to hang on to me, and my entire body spasms, legs sliding out from under me and making him hold me up!

As I go into outer space I can hear myself growling, roaring with each wave that smashes through me, and I convulse time after time. This was the BIG one, the one I never had before! And when it's over I'm lying flat on the bed on my stomach, and my eyes are full of tears and I have no idea why because it was wonderful! 

But slowly I'm conscious of other sounds. Sloppy sucking sounds. And I manage to turn my head to see Wendy slobbering over Josh's still very hard cock. But he's panting now, head back and eyes closed, and it's obvious he's almost there. I force myself up and crawl closer, to watch, and as she continues to bob, going faster and faster and taking as much as she can, I reach over and fondle his balls.

That makes him begin to moan, "Oh fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck!" and suddenly he reaches out and grabs her head and slams it down on his cock! And her eyes seem to bulge out because he does it so hard he rams himself into her throat! She can't make a sound, but her hands are little fists, pounding on the sheet! But Josh doesn't care, because his hips have begun to buck and thrust against her face, and when I see her scrunch up her eyes I know the first blast of cum has gone down her throat!

But I grab her hair and pull her up, holding her in place as his cock continues to spurt time after time over both of us. He must have been saving that load, because by the time he's through we are both covered, cum dripping from our cheeks and chins, and dribbling down over our breasts. And I can't resist; I grab her face in both hands and pull her to me, ignoring the cum we both swallow as I grind my lips against hers. And when I ram my tongue into her mouth I feel hers meet it and weakly flutter against it. 

But I feel her arms and hands wrap around me, pulling us together, and we fall sideways onto the bed, still kissing and moaning into each other's mouths. Josh has fallen over backwards onto the bed, his hands thrown above his head, But he's watching us with an expression of amazement. 

Eventually we manage to wipe most of the cum off our faces and crawl over to Josh, double teaming him with soft little kisses and licks. And before long we are all asleep, Wendy and I sprawled out in either side of him.

Josh has to work on Sunday morning, and somehow, he manages to wake up a couple of hours early. And I become conscious of it when I feel a hand rubbing lightly up and down my back. I moan at first, but as I waken I realize how delicious it feels, and settle back down to enjoy it. And when I hear little noises on the other side of Josh I realize Wendy is getting the same treatment! 

I've been on my own for so long it feels really strange to wake up with other people. But right now it feels really good! After a few minutes, Josh whispers quietly, "Good morning, angels!" 

Oh shit! We have certainly proved we're no angels, and I respond by giving him a playful whack in the ribs. He jumps and grunts, and I hear Wendy say, "Angels my ass, you wouldn't want us if we were angels! How about fuck buddies?"

Caught totally by surprise, both Josh and I laugh at that, and I lift my head to look at Wendy, but the first thing I see is Josh's cock, standing straight up! "Oh my god! I think you're right. Look!" I giggle to Wendy, and I hear a gasp as she sees it too. 

But Josh says, "It's just morning wood! I'm a guy, what do you expect?"

Wendy laughs. "Bullshit! That's Sheila and Wendy wood!"

"Could be," he says. "Same thing either way though. It's morning, for me anyhow, and I'm horny! And I have to leave pretty soon and go to work, dammit!"

"Oh my god," Wendy says, "we can't let him go off to work like that!"

But I'm the old lady of the crew, and I know just what's needed here. "I know how to fix that, it's what all guys want first thing in the morning!" And as I push myself up to my knees and spit on my hand I add, "This way they don't have to work too hard!" And I wrap my fist around him and start to slowly pump. 

He moans and settles back to enjoy whatever's coming, and I see Wendy push herself up, watching me. God, he's so fucking hard already! But I guess that's par for a 21 year old! Bending down, I swirl my tongue around and around his tip, and he shudders and moans. And when I finally suck him in he actually relaxes, enjoying the sensation of my warm mouth covering him. I quickly begin to bob, going farther little by little as I begin to drool and lube his shaft. I keep up a steady pace, lips not too tight, and just let him enjoy it! And soon I feel a hand in my hair, not pushing, just touching. 

Wendy reaches over and caresses his balls, fondling them. But soon she reaches with the other hand and wraps it around the base of his cock. And when I lift my head she begins stroking his wet shaft! I let her take over and begin kissing and licking all around, from his thigh to his hip, and giggle when he gasps at almost every touch. Wendy is bobbing on him now, harder and faster, enthused after her success of last night. And she's drooling so hard he's messy already!

I don't want to disturb her, so I crawl up to Josh and drag my tits over his chest as I move to kiss him. He moans when I lock my lips over his, and rams his tongue into my mouth. And the next thing I know, both my tits are in his hands, being fondled and kneaded. I moan and whimper into his mouth and our lips grind together. But suddenly he moans even louder, and I look back to see that Wendy has him in her throat again! She can only move up and down a little, but his body bucks and his hips thrust with each bob of her head. 

My nipples are rock hard under his hands and I push myself up and ram one into his mouth. His lips lock around the nipple and he sucks hard, grinding his tongue against the tip. Now I can't keep from squirming against him, and I begin to moan and pant. And I slide a hand down between my legs and begin to stroke myself. 

But Wendy raises her head from his cock, gagging and gasping for breath, and she slaps me on the ass! And I pull away from Josh and scramble to trade places with Wendy, grabbing his sloppy-wet cock from her. I don't waste any time, and just dive down on him, inhaling his cock as far as I can. And then I begin to bob, hard and fast, and soon I find the right angle and feel his head slide down my throat! And I keep pushing and swallow him again, right down to his balls!

I'm more used to this now and my throat doesn't fight so hard, and I find I can take him with long slow strokes again and again. I love feeling his cock deep inside of me, knowing it's halfway to my stomach, and I make sloppy gurgling sounds as my tight lips squeegee his shaft each time I suck him in. Wendy is playing, giving him little kisses all over his chest and neck and face, but every time I slam my lips down over him he moans and gasps.

Before long he begins to whimper and his hips are rolling hard, meeting every thrust of my mouth. I know he's close and I pick up the tempo, bobbing fast and hard and grinding my tongue against his shaft. He suddenly yells out, "Ahhhhhhhh shit!" and bucks hard, and I lock my lips around the base of his shaft as his hips begin to pump and the first spurt of cum goes into my stomach! I pump up and down a couple of more times, then pull back just enough to catch the rest of his cum in my mouth and I wait till he's finished, sucking him dry.

When I lift my head Josh has a big smile on his face and so do I, as well as a mouth full of cum. But Wendy missed out, he came so suddenly, and I push myself away from Josh and kiss her hard, feeding her the snowball of cum. She rolls it around in her mouth and passes it back, and each of us shows the mouthful to Josh, who shakes his head and laughs, "God damn, you two are nasty!"

Wendy looks at him with a smirk and says, "Well yes, I guess we are, but you already know that because we wouldn't both be here with you, eating your cum otherwise! And you must be nasty too, because I'd say you love it!" 

With that we all start laughing and collapse together in a pile on the bed, relaxing for the little time we have left. But after a few minutes, Josh says, "What do you think ... about going to the amusement park again next week, the three of us ... and asking another girl to come with us?"

There's silence for a moment as Wendy and I look at each other. But I know what she's thinking because so am I, and I reply, "Wait a minute! If you get another playmate ... or fuck-buddy, then so do we! We'll ask the girl if you find another guy to come too. And he better be a stud!" And Wendy and I high-five across Josh's body!

Josh heads out for work, but Wendy and I still have three hours before we have to go in to the gym, so we climb under the covers and snuggle up together. And it feels so warm and nice we just can't resist putting our arms around each other. Her hard, toned body feels so soft and smooth and warm in my arms, and when I press my lips to hers for a kiss it's eagerly returned. And in no time, we are making out, running our hands lightly over each other. As I slide my tongue into her mouth she moans, and I feel her hand gently grasp my breast and squeeze, just a little. And I return the favor by sliding a hand down over her ass and rubbing circles on one cheek. 

We moan into each other's mouths and slowly grind our bodies together, luxuriating in the feel of soft warm flesh on flesh. And when I slide one of my long legs up over her hip we can rock slowly together as we roll our hips. Oh fuck, it feels so good! Just like I remember it from college. Slowly we run our hands over each other, enjoying every curve and hollow. And she moans, whispering, "Somehow I knew you'd be like this!" 

It's out in the open now, no secrets between us, but after the night with Josh we're both covered with cum and sticky with sweat, and I whisper in her ear, "Baby, I think we should take a shower. Together."

"Oh yes," she moans, "I'd like that!"

And we force ourselves to get out of the covers and head to the bathroom, holding hands. I get the water just warm enough and give her a hand as she steps into the shower, then climb in after her. And when I press myself against her back, putting my arms around her, she moans and leans back against me as my hands slide over her slick wet breasts. And as I run my palms over her rocky hard nipples and kiss the side of her neck she squirms, pushing her ass back against me. 




Gym Ratz, Round 04



And my hips move too, thrusting against her as I slide one hand down her hard flat tummy, until it slides between her legs. She gasps and moans as I cup her pussy, letting my fingers press against her lips, wet and warm from the shower. I lift my other hand from her breast, and turn her head to me for a kiss as my fingertips gently begin to stroke her. And she moans into my mouth when I slide my hand back to her breast and catch the little bud, making it long and hard as I carefully pull and stretch her. 

The water is so warm, and her slippery body feels sooooooo good pressed against mine that I moan too, and I feel her hips thrust, pushing her against my fingers. And the tip of one slips just barely into her, but she sucks in her breath and her hips buck, and soon my finger is buried to the last knuckle! And when her hips begin to rock it slides slowly in and out. 

She turns her head to me for another kiss, and our lips and tongues play, tasting and teasing each other. But then she pulls away from me for a moment, turns and wraps her arms around me as our lips lock again. And when I slide my hand between her legs again I feel her hand slide down to cup my pussy. We stroke each other gently and soon we are moaning into each other's mouths, our slippery bodies grinding together. 

She lowers her mouth to my breast and sucks in the rocky swollen nipple, and as she nurses, her finger slips inside of me. I throw my head back and groan with pleasure, ramming my pussy against her hand and feeling the finger go deep inside. And all I can do is whimper when she finds my G-spot and begins to stroke. I'm shuddering and shaking and I manage to gasp out in a hoarse voice, "Baby, enough shower. I think we should go back to bed!"

With a smile she whirls around and shuts off the water, and we take a minute or two drying each other's hair. Then it's a race for the bedroom, and we giggle as we dive onto the sheets, ending up in each other's arms. Our bodies squirm together as we kiss again, but then she pushes me down on the bed and quickly climbs on top, offering me her pussy as I feel her fingers begin to stroke my lips.

With a sigh of pleasure I grab her hips and pull her down to my mouth, giving her little kisses and licks, at the same time gasping and whimpering at the feel of her lips and tongue on my pussy. And when she slides her hands under my thighs and buries her face in me, my hips lift off the bed to meet her! I'm nibbling, kissing and licking, but oh god, it's so hard to concentrate with her tongue buried in my cunt! And I squeal when she grinds her lips on me as her tongue goes round and round deep inside!

"God baby, you're so wet!" I mumble against her skin as I lap up the running juices. And her hips buck in reply as her moans are muffled by my thighs.

Now I begin to fuck her with my tongue, and she lifts her head and groans out, "Oh fuck! Yes!" In response I get a better grip on her, fingers digging into her as I pull her hard against my mouth. She's thrashing and squirming on top of me but her lips lock over my pussy and slide up and down as she licks and sucks. I can't help moaning and whimpering, but I continue to devour her delicious pussy. God! It's been so long I'd almost forgotten it could be this good!

She begins to thrust her hips, pressing against my lips, and I run my hands over her firm round ass and as far up her back as I can reach. But my tongue continues swirling and I nibble on her lips, sucking them in and grazing them with my teeth, playfully. 

But I know what she needs, and slide my tongue up between her swollen lips until it finds her clit. God, it's so big and hard now! The tip of my tongue swirls around and she moans, but when I slide my lips over it and begin to suck lightly her hips buck and she yells "Oh fuck!" into my pussy! 

And the next moment I feel her lips find my little bud and when she sucks and grinds against it I almost go into orbit! My head jerks back from her and I scream, "Oh my god, Wendy! Oh god, Yes!" And the two of us turn into a rocking, squirming, moaning ball. 

I'm so close, and I know I'm about to go over the edge, but Wendy pushes up and rolls off of me. I'm disappointed, but I know she has something in mind. She turns around and kisses me, then slides a leg between mine and mounts my thigh, her hands running from my waist to my breasts. But one hand slips between my legs and she begins to stroke me again and I sigh, close my eyes and lay my head back on the pillow, loving the feeling of her touch. 

But Wendy begins to rock, humping herself against my leg, and at the same time I feel her fingertip slip between my lips and I moan loud as it slides into my sopping wet little hole! And she begins to fuck me slowly, in time with her rolling hips. 

Both of us are gasping, whimpering and crying, but when I feel her slide a second finger into me I can't hold back! And my hips start to buck as I fuck myself against her hand. Under her breath she whispers, "Oh shit!" and I feel her fingers start to stroke deep inside me. And when her fingertips find the spot my ass lifts off the bed as I scream and grind myself against her! She begins to fuck me hard and in seconds I explode and my juices gush out over her hand. My entire body is writhing on the bed and I'm almost delirious with the luscious orgasm rolling through me.

She continues to stroke me slowly until I finally come down, but when I catch my breath she's still moaning and rocking against my thigh, which is sticky wet with her juices. But I know only one way to help her now and I put out my arms to her. And she falls to the bed next to me, only to be gathered in my arms for a long, grinding kiss. 

But then I slide quickly between her legs, smiling up at her before I run my fingers up one thigh while my tongue runs up the other. And when my hands meet at her pussy I slide a finger inside her while the other hand finds her clit and begins to roll it in little circles. Immediately her breathing stops, then comes in short hard little gasps, and she moans out, "Oh baby, yeah that's it! Oh god, please make me cum!"

I smile up at her and cover her lips with kisses as my finger slides slowly in and out of her wet pussy. And I pinch and tease her slippery, moist little bud as she bucks against my hand. But I lick my way up until lips can replace fingers and suck on her gently. And I begin to fuck her harder, ramming my finger deep into her juicy hole. Her hips begin to rock and she's whimpering and moaning, panting for breath. And when I slide in a second finger she squeals and goes into overdrive! 

Now my fingers are pistoning back and forth and I grind my tongue against her, feeling how swollen she is. And suddenly, she puts both hands on my head and slams my face into her, at the same time her legs lock behind my neck! "Fuck me, fuck me, fuck meeeeeeeeeeee!" echoes through the room as her ass lifts from the bed. And I can feel her hot juices on my hand as she howls, almost hiding the wet squishy sounds of my fingers flying in and out!

She is heaving and bucking on the bed and she babbles words I can't understand as her body goes totally out of control. I can hardly breath, she has my head buried so deep between her thighs, hands and legs holding me tight, but I continue to kiss and lick until her orgasm subsides, and finally I can pull away when her entire body goes limp. And I gently run my hands over her as she lies moaning, gasping for breath.

When I slide up next to her she clutches at me and we lie rocking together, whispering softly to each other. But then she pulls her head back a bit and looks at me. "Sheila, are we lesbians?"

I'm surprised by that but I giggle and look at her with a big smile. "No baby, we aren't and you know it! Bi, yes, lesbo, no! The last hour was wonderful and brought back all the feelings I had when I was in college, and I really don't want to give that up! I love the feeling of your hands and mouth on me and your body on mine! But in the end, nothing can replace a big, wonderful delicious cock like Josh's! And the touch of a man is totally different, even the feeling is so erotic, just the thought of it!" And I bite my lip.

She looks at me with a question again, "Really? Last night with Josh was great and, oh god, being with you is yummmmmmm! But you think it's all right to like both boys and girls?"

I have to think for a minute. "Honey, there's no right and wrong unless you want to make it that way. It's just what is! Maybe it means that right now we don't want the traditional things, a permanent relationship, house on Oak Street and stuff, but who knows, some day that might change. Or maybe not."

"But it opens up so many possibilities to explore. Like the three of us, last night. You and me, now. And," I giggle at the thought, "Maybe a fivesome this weekend! Maybe there will be things we don't like but who knows, maybe things we haven't even imagined yet!"

Now I know I've struck a chord with her when her smile lights up and she giggles. "Oh god, Sheila, when you say it like that it sounds wonderful! But we have to be careful. Some people would think it was terrible if they knew. Even that WE are terrible! And what about Josh? Should we let him know what's between us? Oh god, we can't let him find out about this morning can we?"

I can't help laughing at the thought. "I don't think it will bother him a bit. In fact I'll bet the idea of the two of us together will turn him on! You know what? I think we should torture him with it!" Oh god, that makes us both laugh so hard! 

"He doesn't know it yet, but for right now Josh is our fuck-toy! I'll bet he'll do anything for these pussies! And I think he's going to be a lot of fun! After all, it was his idea to find another girl for this weekend. And he didn't argue when we told him we wanted another boy! And besides, he's a really nice guy. And a stud! But, we won't tell him that!"

Wendy and I just about made it to work on time, and all day we've been whispering and giggling, finding it hard to get our work done. And miss touchy-feely has her hands on me at every opportunity. Which is ok with me, I love it! 

By the time Josh comes in, we've already got another girl lined up to go to the amusement park this weekend, and Josh announces that his college roommate is going too. Apparently the guy had quite a rep with the girls in school! And after work we're going out for pizza. And we haven't told Josh, but we just might go back to my place for a beer afterwards. Because I have a king-sized bed. And we just might need it this weekend!



Gym Ratz, Round 05



This story is based on the 1987 movie "Dirty Dancing" and if you are not a big fan of it you probably won't recognize some of the names and scenes. But I hope you can still enjoy it, and if you're interested there are lots of video clips and trivia pages, etc. on the net where you can find just about everything referred to here.

There's a woman I've seen for years at the gym who always just struck me as a little "odd". She's a nice enough looking girl, but even more quiet than most; I've never seen her speak to anyone. But she does exercises no one else does. And little dance steps in the exercise room, right in the middle of a workout. It's almost like, for a moment, she's somewhere else. Yesterday I found out her story. I won't spoil it any more than I already have; instead I'll let my friend John tell you what happened. 

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I work out pretty religiously, three times a week. I spend a little time with free weights, some cardio, but mostly the exercise machines, and I spell myself by doing some toning exercises, like crunches, in the exercise room. Ever since I've been there I've noticed a woman, around my age, who spends most of her time doing exercises. Not like me, she does everything; stretching, bending, twisting; flexibility exercises I guess you'd call them. I thought maybe she was double jointed, but she doesn't go quite that far. She's just really limber.

She can just fall to the floor in a perfect split and it doesn't faze her. And she can bend over backwards, almost double. Or bend forward until her head is between her legs. And I've seen her make an arch with her back and then walk her hands in almost to her feet. And that's just a tiny sample. 

When she's working out, people, including me, stop and look, it's so unusual. Most of the time etiquette says keep your eyes to yourself, but it's really hard not to watch her. But the really unique thing she does, that no one can ignore, is the little dance steps, just spontaneously it seems. It's like she's hearing rock and roll, right out of the 50's or 60's. And after a few seconds she suddenly stops, rather self-consciously.

But even that's not the thing I noticed most about her. Somehow, she looked familiar, almost like someone I knew, but I just couldn't place it. For one thing, I guessed she was around forty, but she just didn't play the part. No make-up and just shorts and a t-shirt usually, or sometimes a shirt tied in the front instead of buttoned, with maybe a sports bra underneath. I had the feeling she wanted to look like a teenager. I knew it was dumb; I was almost certain I'd never known anyone that looked like her in my life. And yet, every time I saw her the nagging thought of, "Where have I seen her before?" just popped into my mind. 

Well actually, it was more than that. In her own subdued way she's very attractive, and her look really appealed to me for some reason. Kind of odd really, she just has a mop of rather unkempt, shoulder length dirty-blonde hair and no make-up, or maybe just a little lip gloss. But she's very slim and toned of course; she works out hard and almost every day. Even at about 5'4' I guessed she couldn't weigh much over 100 pounds.

Her breasts look like they might be pretty good sized compared with the rest of her, but who could tell, she has them so strapped down in the tight bra. Her hips, while nicely curved, are narrow, and she has a small, well-rounded butt and nice long slender legs.

And then, one day a few weeks ago, it happened. I was just coming out of the locker room and she was heading in at her usual bouncy pace, and I guess I wasn't looking. We almost ran square into each other, so close she put out a hand on my chest to stop herself. And we ended up face to face, six inches apart, our eyes opened wide in surprise. And I knew!

I should have just apologized and kept on going, but instead, I said, "Excuse me, are you "Baby"? I ... I..." I had no idea why I said that, and I just stammered.

But she looked at me like she'd seen a ghost. "Oh my god, no one's called me that in years!"

I felt like I'd already overstepped the bounds, and all I could say was, "Oh I'm sorry," and head out to the gym floor. I knew that sounded really dumb, but now I knew what I was thinking and my head was spinning round and round, so much I had trouble concentrating on my workout.

When I finally went to the exercise room she was there of course, and I was very careful not to even glance in her direction. But I climbed onto the incline bench to do some crunches, and in the mirrors that line the walls I could see her -- staring at me! Now I was worried, afraid she was really upset, and that was the last thing I wanted. But when I finished my sets, got a towel and wiped down the bench, she was standing there, waiting. And she said, very quietly, "Please, come talk to me." And it looked like she was almost about to cry.

I followed her out to the little table in the corner and we sat. I didn't know what to expect, but I was scared to death. She still had that teary look, and she said, "Why did you call me that?"

I had to tell her the truth. "I've been thinking you looked familiar, and when we were face to face there for a moment I realized, you look to me exactly like "Baby" from "Dirty Dancing". You know, the movie! But that was dumb and really rude of me, and I'm really sor ..." She put up a hand that stopped me in mid-sentence.

"I AM baby! No, of course I'm not but ... I was 16 when I saw that movie the first time. And I fell in love, not just with Patrick, but the whole damn movie! I wanted it to be my life!" And there was a tear running down one pretty cheek.

Of course, my hair wasn't like this then, but everyone saw the resemblance in my face, and in school they did start to call me "Baby". And pretty soon something happened to me. I felt like "Baby" somehow. I wanted to be "Baby". And of course I got the movie on video tape. And I played it over and over. I wore out two copies."

And I wanted to take dance lessons; I wanted to be like Jennifer and Cynthia. And I begged and pleaded until my parents paid for them. I did it for years and got pretty good, but never anything like them. And finally when I was on my own I couldn't afford the lessons any more. But I still try; I still work out to stay in shape, and I know you and everyone else see me space out and start dancing in the middle of the damn gym! The littlest thing, the littlest thought sets me off and I just can't help it!"

"And now, I'm trapped in "Baby". It's not like I don't want to be, I'm still in love with the movie and the character just as much as ever. But it messes up my life. I get in trouble at work all the time, daydreaming. And I don't even have a boyfriend! Everyone I go out with ends up thinking I'm a weirdo. And I guess they're right. It's an obsession! And no one else shares it!"

I couldn't help it. I reached out and put my hand over hers. She didn't react, but she didn't pull away. I meant it as comfort and I guess she took it that way. I looked at her with a big smile and said, "I don't suppose your real name is Frances?"

Again, disbelief in her eyes. "No. And my last name isn't Houseman either. I thought about changing it, but my parents said they'd disown me and I couldn't afford it and all that it would mean anyhow. I'm Cathy Carter. But please, it's Baby!"

Then she added, "And ... who are you?"

I almost didn't want to tell her. I was afraid she'd think I was lying, or maybe just get upset. "I'm ... I'm John. Not Castle; Porter. And no, no one calls me Johnny."

In a tiny little voice, "Would ... would you mind if I did?"

Softly I said, "Ok."

But now I had to tell her the rest. I didn't really want to do that either; I was afraid she would get upset or think I was playing her, but if we were going to talk, I owed it to her. 

"Please Baby, don't take this wrong. I was 16 when I saw the movie the first time, too. And it was the first sexy movie I'd ever seen. And back then, it really was. But something happened to me, too. That night I grew up. I became a man, with adult feelings and desires. Of course, the first thing that hit me, being a teenager, was the sex. I'd never seen a movie where a girl even pretended to be naked, let alone made love. But that wasn't it. I lay awake all night that night. And I cried. And by the next day I was so in love. With Baby! I don't think I was quite obsessed, like you, but it took me years to get over it. That's dumb. I'm not over it, I never will be. I still watch the movie, I'm really not even a movie fan, but it's hands down my favorite. But at least it's usually at the back of my mind, until something brings it up." 

"Today, it was you. I hope that doesn't upset you, but at least you know why. Now I'm just surprised it took so long." And suddenly, I felt her hand grip mine. And I looked as tears streamed down her cheeks, until I reached over and brushed them away. 

"Baby, will you go out with me?"

"Of course."

When I picked her up at eight, no more tears, she was glowing! And so was I. Something in my heart was already dancing. I looked at her and she took my breath away. No make-up of course, and just a simple sleeveless top and a modest skirt. But she'd let the dogs out! And yes, she has breasts! Full, even under the loose top. "You're beautiful." Was all I could say. 

But she caught me looking. "They're too big. I thought about a reduction, but no money. And my mother thought I was crazy when I mentioned it. I hope you don't mind."

With a little laugh and a big smile I said, "Baby, I hope you know better than that. After all, "Baby" was what, 18 when the movie was made? Don't you think she might have filled out by the time she was 41? You're perfect!" It probably sounded a little bit corny, BS, but it got me a great big smile, and off we went! 

There's a club in town that specializes in retro music, and since it was Friday they were open that night, and of course, it was the only place we could go. I was a little scared, I love to dance but I knew she'd be 10 times better than me, and of course I was right. But after all, on one level, that's what "Dirty Dancing" is all about. 

And we made out fine. Hell, it was the best time of my life! I did what I could on the rock tunes and when they played a slow dance, even though we were almost strangers, we danced "dirty". I didn't even have to coax her to press against me, and no matter what I did, good or bad, she was right with me. And what I noticed almost as much as her body was her eyes. They were always locked on mine, and smiling. We didn't do anything wild, no lifts or any fancy stuff, I couldn't, although I know now that she can, and I'm learning. But we danced almost every dance, and when we left at midnight her little hand was on mine, almost all the way home.

When I pulled up in the drive to her house, a 50's split level that had belonged to her parents, we looked at each other. And we kissed, for the very first time. And all of a sudden I was shaking like a leaf. 

"Come on in," she said with that smile, but she waited for me to go round and open the door for her. Just like she always does. 

She took my hand and led me to the door, and when she let us in I wondered what would happen next. But she said, "Johnny, come with me, please." And she led me to the spare room at the end of the hall. But it wasn't a bedroom, it was a shrine! Movie posters and pictures of Baby, Johnny, Penny and the rest of the cast lined the walls, and the rest of the room was filled with everything from books and stuffed figures to racks of retro clothing. And of course there were t-shirts, jewelry, mugs, 57 Chevys and a sign pointing to the Kellerman Resort, along with a zillion pictures of it. 

I was awestruck, and I almost forgot her for a moment as I looked around. And when I looked for her she was in the corner of the room, leaning against the wall and smiling at me. Instantly I knew. It was a test. And I had the answer. I walked over, took her hand and pulled her to me, and as I did I said, "NO one puts Baby in a corner!"

She had a bright smile for a moment, but then it disappeared, and she crushed her face into my shoulder, tears already streaming down her cheeks. She was blubbering, but after a minute and a long sniff she managed to squeak out, "My god, what are you doing to me?"

I had no answer. I thought she was doing it to me. I wrapped my arms around her and said, "Baby, I told you I loved the movie, and watched it many times. And I've cried over it. And there are millions of people out there that love it too! But you have taken it to another level, because in some ways, you really are "Baby". You look like her and you feel like her, and everything that happened in the movie somehow struck a chord with you, almost to the point of becoming part of your life. She is personal and real to you; the rest of us just love the movie!"

Another sniff, and she looked up at me with watery eyes, "Johnny, is that how it is? I'm just some kind of a psycho who's wasted her whole life wanting, longing, yearning to be like someone who never was? Am I really so far from reality that I don't know what it even is any more?"

There was a long silence and she buried her face in my chest again, quietly sniffling. And I realized how what I'd said to her would sound like that's what I meant. There was some truth to it. But I knew, there was more, so much more, another side to her story. A beautiful side. But I didn't know how to say it.

But she sniffed once more and raised her head again, and although her cheeks were still wet she had the traces of a smile. She pushed away just a bit and said, "Johnny, come with me." And she took my hand and led me down the hall.

She pushed open another door, the master bedroom, and the first things I saw were a queen-sized bed, perfectly made, a thick shag rug, frilly white curtains, white walls and a dresser that looked showroom new. Then she pushed the door all the way back and I saw the other half of the room. Pine paneling, bare wood floor, a homemade bookcase with a few books and some empty beer bottles here and there, and a couple of wooden chairs with clothes thrown all over them. And in the corner another bed, Just a mattress and box spring on the floor, a couple of white pillows, sheets and a raggedy red blanket, all just sort of thrown on. And there was a 45 rpm record player and some records, piled on the floor. It was Johnny's room. The "real" Johnny.

When I turned to look at Baby she had the most awful expression. Like she expected me to yell at her. Or even worse, tell her what a fool she was. But I smiled at her. And walked to the record player. I knew what would be on it. And when I pushed the play button the first record dropped. And In a few seconds the voice of Otis Redding filled the room.

"Baby, will you trust me?" Slowly, she nodded her head. "Baby, I had the time of my life tonight. With you. It was like, I've been waiting for you. I can't dance. Not really. But tonight, with you, I danced. Something just told me what to do. And this room. I know what it is. But I feel like I've been here before. All I ever did was see it in the movie. I know how you feel Baby. I feel it too." 

While I was talking she had been slowly unbuttoning my shirt. And when the record player clicked again and another record dropped I took it off. And a few seconds later the plaintive voice of Solomon Burke was urging us to "cry to him". She said, "Dance with me."

I didn't have to say it, but I did. "Here?"

"Here."

And we did, for a few moments, in each other's arms. Then she stopped, and I thought she was going to kiss me. But instead, she circled slowly around me, her lips leaving a little trail of fire as they touched here and there. And I felt her hand run softly across my butt. When she moved back in front of me we stared at each other and she put her arms around my neck. But only for a moment, then she raised them straight in the air. Like I knew she would. And she stood quietly as I slowly pulled her shirt loose, lifted it over her body, then her head, and slid it off her arms. And when I put my arms around her I felt her shudder as she pressed her large breasts in the lacey white bra against my chest. 

We stood and swayed together, and soon the bra was on the floor, and her amazingly soft and smooth white breasts cushioned the rock hard nipples as they burned their way into my chest. By the time the song ended we were both shaking, whimpering quietly into each other's mouths. We played the records over and over as we kissed softly, tasting each other. And when my hands explored her skin hers did the same to me. And when she tossed her head back as far as it would go I gently kissed up and down the curve of her throat. I could feel her shuddering, shaking in my arms. 

And when I lifted her into my arms she pointed to the old mattress on the floor and whispered, "It's never been used." But I was already headed there, only stopping to flip the light switch. 

Somehow I knew this had to happen. Not exactly like the movie, but as close as we could do. She was living the scene that had been in her head for so many years, possessing her. 

And in the glow of the nightlight we made love. Perhaps tomorrow, in the daylight, it would just seem to be mere lust, but tonight there was no option, it had to be love, pure and true. 

For long minutes we just kissed, our lips barely touching at first, then pressing harder, grinding, and her body squirmed against me. And when I wet her lips with my tongue she moaned and parted them. And soon her tongue gently touched mine as it slid between those lips, with the beige iridescent lip gloss. 

Gradually I covered her face with little kisses, and when my lips pressed just below her ear and my tongue wet her skin she stretched, shuddered, and moaned, "Oh god, Johnny," with a breathy voice. And her body began to rock against mine. 

As I kissed along the side of her throat I stroked her softly, letting my fingertips trail over her smooth skin. She was breathing deeply, her chest heaving and she shifted until my hand could reach one of her beautiful breasts. My fingers made little circles around it closer and closer, until they brushed the tip, already hard and waiting, and when my fingers closed around it she moaned and arched her back to them.

I pushed up on my knees and began kissing slowly down her chest to the other breast, and when I was close she began to pant. And when my lips closed over the hard little nub she moaned, "Ohhhhhhhhhhhhh, godddddddddd. Johnny!" I sucked and licked and kissed and swirled my tongue round and round, my fingertips now tugging, squeezing, twisting on the other nipple. And her body was writhing on the bed and grinding against me as she whimpered and moaned and made the most beautiful sounds.

When I finally slid my hand down from her breast over her flat, hard stomach I heard her breath catch and she shuddered, violently. But then she moved a hand to her side and undid the button and zipper of her skirt. And I slid my hand under it and ran my fingertips along the top of her panties as she made barely audible little cries, over and over. "Oh, oh, oh, oh!" 

As I slid my hand down over her panties, between her thighs, I lifted my head from her breast and kissed her again. And I felt her legs spread, welcoming me, as her mouth hungrily devoured mine. Now it was her tongue jabbing between my lips as I stroked her, feeling traces of wetness in the cloth. And soon, her hips began to rock slowly in time with my fingers. Until finally she whispered, "Johnny, I need you."

I hated to break the spell, even for a moment, but I fumbled with my pants and finally kicked them off. And I was about to do the same with my underwear when she whispered, "Please, wait." And when I did she pushed me gently to my back and then raised up on one elbow, looking at me. I was as hard as I've ever been, the huge bulge in my shorts threatening to burst. I saw her eyes lock on it and she sucked in her breath, biting her lip.




Gym Ratz, Round 05



But she reached out her little hand and ran her fingertips over it, then her palm, and it was my turn to lay back and shudder. And I groaned when she finally closed her hand around me and squeezed, just a little. And she looked at me with concern and said, "Is it ok?" All I could do was nod, I had forgotten to breath.

With a giggle she reached under the waistband and pulled me out. And she stared, just stared, as she held me in her hand. Then she leaned down and gave me a little kiss. And I shuddered and whimpered as she gently stroked me. 

And when she whispered, "Please, Johnny," I pushed off the shorts and got on my knees, leaning over her as I ground my lips against hers, then planted little kisses all over her body as I moved slowly down. She was quiet now, and when I looked up she was watching, smiling, taking deep long breaths. 

I moved again and she helped as I pulled the skirt off her legs. Then she spread her legs and raised her knees as I pushed myself up between them and bent my head, giving her little kisses, licks and love bites on the insides of her thighs, all the way from her knees to almost ... there. She was moving now, her hips rocking almost imperceptibly, and every touch of my fingers and my lips elicited a little cry, almost a squeak, really.

When I finally grasped the band of her panties she raised her legs for me as I stripped them off. And she just lay still, shaking, as I ran my fingertips over her wet, slippery lips, her hands little balls at her sides. But when I slowly slipped a finger inside her she groaned, and her hips slowly lifted, asking for more, until it was buried in her. We didn't move for a moment but she was shaking so badly that I asked her, "Are you ok?"

She didn't say a word, but her hand reached down, grasped my wrist and pulled me against her. And she held me there. I started stroking her softly, inside, and once again her hips started to rock in time. But she started to whimper, then moan softly, and then she whispered, "Oh god Johnny, don't stop!" And as I continued she started to breath out, "Oh, oh, oh, oh," once again, but this time it got louder and then the pitch got higher. And suddenly her hand tightened hard around my wrist and she squealed, threw her head back and bucked on the bed! And to my amazement I realized, she was having a tremendous orgasm!

When it was over there were tears on her cheeks but she was smiling, beaming really, as she looked at me. And she said, "Johnny."

It was a request, a plea, a desire, permission, all in one word, and I moved quickly over her. She lay quietly, only lifting her hips a bit when she felt the tip of my cock against her. And she moaned softly as it slipped inside. Her eyes were closed, her breathing slow, and it seemed like she was just waiting.

She was incredibly tight but sopping wet and I rocked slowly, going deeper a little bit at a time. But before long she seemed even tighter, and I stopped for a bit to give both of us a chance to recover. When I pushed again, still nothing happened for a moment and I could not imagine how she could be that tight. But then she lifted her hips and heaved hard against me and I felt myself suddenly slide deeper with little resistance. And when she screamed, a hand in her mouth to muffle it, I knew. I had just taken a virgin!

I leaned forward to kiss her and she wrapped her arms around me, pulling me down on her chest. And after I kissed the tears away I chanted softly, over and over, "Baby, baby, baby, baby," as I kissed her again and again. 

When her arms released me I pushed back up and we began rocking together. She was still so tight, but she seemed anxious to have all of me, buried in her. And very soon, she did. Now, in the dim glow, she was smiling again and her hands were rubbing up and down my arms as I leaned over her. When I pumped my hips a bit harder she responded, rolling under me, and soon our bodies began to slap together. 

It wasn't long before I felt the need starting to boil inside of me, and I began to fuck her faster, deeper, panting now with effort and feeling sweat start to run down my face and body. I heard a moan under me, starting very quietly, then building, punctuated by little grunts as she valiantly thrust back against me. I opened my eyes to see hers wide open, staring back, and in a high, squeaky voice she gasped, "Ohhhhhhhh godddddddddd! Johnny! Johnny, Johnny! At once I growled as I began to pound against her, the loud slapping now filling the room and the old box spring squeaking under us. Her hands had a death grip on my wrists and her body shone with sweat, hers and mine, in the dim light. 

I couldn't stop now, I knew it was almost over, and when she screamed, the sound of out of control ecstasy, I buried myself in her and she clamped tight around me. I wanted to fill her, give her every ounce of my love in that moment, but I gritted my teeth and hung on. And only when I felt her finally relax I pulled out and poured my seed onto her stomach. I didn't want to seem like Robbie, taking advantage of Penny. I knew there would be no protection.

We never slept that night, but we spent the time kissing, whispering, exploring, learning each other's touches and secret places. After all, she had been a virgin and was still a bit sore and tender. And the next morning we got up and had breakfast together, holding hands. Then we danced. We put the soundtrack CD in her player and moved to every one of the songs. Twice. Sometimes more. It was wonderful. She was wonderful.

But there was something different. She was still Baby. She always will be. But she was MY Baby. My baby. And the only time we went out that weekend was to buy a large box of condoms. I let her pick them out. 

And we never went back to the mattress on the floor. She stripped the covers off her bed until there were only sheets and pillows and we spent hours and hours in it. 

It turned out she loved to ride me. The first time, she had been lying on my stomach, kissing, giggling and petting, when she felt my cock touch her. Her eyes lit up and she pushed up onto her knees, then wiggled around, feeling the tip of my cock sliding over her pussy. And when it hit just the right spot she rocked backwards and I slipped in. And she had the most amazing smile as she slid slowly down, bouncing a little until she could sit flat on my hips. And we stared at each other with the biggest smiles!

She leaned forward and put her hands on my chest, then very carefully began raising and lowering her ass, gradually finding confidence and a rhythm and soon I was begging for mercy, her smooth wet tightness almost overwhelming me. But the condom helped and before long her ass was slapping down hard on me as she gasped and panted. 

And when I raised my knees behind her and began to thrust she continued to rock, matching my pace and urging me on. But she loved to tease me, and sometimes stopped suddenly and pushed back hard until she could sit on me again. And then she rolled her hips, grinding on me, all the while playing with her beautiful breasts so that I could watch.

She tried turning around, facing away from me and leaning back so I could fondle her breasts as we rolled our hips together. It felt great but we really didn't like it because we couldn't see each other's faces. So she turned around again. 

I can tell when she begins to feel the passion rising, she starts make little squeaky chirping sounds and has trouble with the rhythm. That's when I take over and begin thrusting harder, ramming myself into her as I watch her breasts bounce and swing. And She always says, "Oh Johnny!" just before she explodes on me!

We watched the movie together three times that weekend and several times since. But she is free of the obsession. It's our favorite story and I'm sure it always will be. But it's not OUR story, we have our own now. It's only been a couple of months since the day we met and I don't exactly live with her yet, although we're together all the time. And next week is her birthday and I plan on making it REALLY special. For both of us. After that, hopefully, I'll move in. 

We go dancing, of course, every Friday night. Last week they cleared the floor for us. Oh, and yes, we still go to the gym. And sometimes, when just the right song plays on the speaker system, we dance together, just a bit. But now, everybody knows Baby and Johnny! 



Gym Ratz, Round 06



Well there's this guy, we'll call him Jake, I've known for years and years. We met when we actually worked for the same company for a few weeks, and got along good and even had a couple of dates. Until he left for greener pastures, and we really didn't make any attempt to keep in touch. But somehow we kept running into each other, sometimes at business conferences, sometimes in a bar or club, and once, even on the beach. 

We always got along good and eventually we started dating again. But we were more like buddies than anything, and it was never regular. And a lot of times it was when we both happened to be horny or getting over a relationship or just needed someone to talk to and commiserate with. Most of the time it was just a quick roll in the hay to get our horns trimmed; once in a while I'd stay overnight, and a couple of times we spent a weekend together. 

After the first time, fucking Jake was almost a forgone conclusion for me; he had a big dick, big as I've ever had, and it was nice and thick. Plus, he knew how to use it! What's not to like? But sometimes we had trouble getting started, even though we both wanted it, because we'd play around a lot and end up laughing instead of fucking. It was great, but we just had an unspoken understanding, we were in it for the sex when one or both of us really needed it.

If either of us had gotten married I'm sure the other would have attended the wedding and offered the most sincere good wishes. I'm not so sure we wouldn't have hooked up again at some point though.

Anyhow, I hadn't seen him for six or seven months, and I wondered what had happened to him occasionally, but I was busy and even had a guy I was kind of sweet on, and I never thought seriously of getting in touch.

And then one day last week the phone rang and it was Jake, and he asked me to meet him for a drink after work. That's how it always was with us, and I didn't think much about it, but of course I said yes. And I was looking forward to fucking him as usual if that's what he wanted. Jake is older than me, quite a bit, but he has that beautiful big cock and loves to please me, so I never passed up the opportunity.

That night we met and had a couple of drinks with some small talk, but I could tell something was on his mind. So finally I said, "Come on babe, you didn't call me just to have a drink, what's up with you?"

He gave me a strange look, like he didn't know how to begin, but finally, said, "Something's happened to me over the last few months, and it's turned out to be so weird I just need to tell someone, Sheba."

And he proceeded to tell me the whole story over the next few hours. Actually, after a few minutes I turned my cell on and recorded his story, so I have most of it. But I still don't know whether to believe this happened, it's so strange, and if it did I'm worried about Jake, could be it's not over. But he told me in such great detail, not stuff you could just make up on the spur of the moment, it seemed like it was burned into his memory. And he certainly didn't make it up to get me to fuck him; he knows he can have that just about any time he wants, just for asking.

So anyhow, I'm going to tell you this from his perspective, just like he told me, and I may add a little embellishment here and there, just to make a really good story. But most of it is his, even the little things.

So see what you think, Truth or Fiction?

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About a year ago I joined a fitness club, just to stay in shape. I'm not getting any younger, and I was gaining a few pounds. But once I started working out, I found out I liked it and really kept at it. Before long, even though I weighed the same, I had a very different body, and I was proud of it!

I used to keep pretty much to myself and mind my own business, but of course, once in a while a good looking lady in workout clothes caught my eye. I tried hard not to look too long and make anyone uncomfortable, and I had relationships outside the club that kept me satisfied. 

One day a new one showed up, looked younger than me but not too much, and she plunked down on a thigh machine right across from the machine I was using. Really, there was nothing special about her at first. In fact, she looked flat as a board in the oversized tee she wore. And she was a little thing, barely five feet, if that. But there was something about her, and I liked it. And somehow I let my eyes linger a little because she had on very short gym shorts, and on that machine I could see her pink panties every time she spread her legs doing the exercise.

But finally I saw her glance at me, and I turned away, not wanting to let her know I'd been staring, which I had. I finished up my reps and started to get up, but when I did she was standing there, like she was waiting. "Why were you looking at me?"

She said it very matter-of-factly, like she really wanted to know, not sarcastic at all. And she had a very pleasant smile on her face. I turned red, searched for an answer and stumbled, "Oh ... I'm so sorry ... was I? I didn't mean to be rude. I guess I just um ... kind of focused on you. Please ..."

She interrupted, "Yes, I really think you were. But it's alright, I'm not upset and I don't want to embarrass you. I just can't imagine why a nice looking man like you would waste your time looking at someone like me. I've only just started here today, but I already know this place is full of better looking women than me."

In a way, she was right, but she was putting herself down. She looked fit and obviously took care of herself, even had a pretty face, really beautiful shiny black hair with a curl to it, and a nice figure except for the tits. And an intriguing accent with a tinge of what sounded like Italian. Nothing special, but not really bad at all. 

Since she sounded like she meant it that way, I tried to be honest too. "I guess I did let my eyes get stuck on you more than I should have. Usually I avoid that, but I'll plead guilty this time. But you are certainly worth looking at ... in fact, it's a pleasure!"

She laughed at that. And put out her hand to me. "You must have strange taste. I'm Carla Rosanno. And you?"

I carefully took her hand and shook, hoping that's what she wanted. "Jake ... Jake Forster. Nice to meet you, Carla. Though I wish we'd gotten a better start."

And that was about it. Although I couldn't get the conversation out of my mind. I finished up my usual routine and was heading out to my car when I heard a voice from behind me, "Hey Jake!" I knew instantly it was her because nobody else in the place would know my name except maybe Sheila and Wendy, the desk girls.

When I turned she was coming from the locker room, now dressed in a blouse and a short white skirt that showed off her trim legs very nicely, thank you. But she wasn't moving very fast and when she caught up she said, "Sorry, but I guess I overdid the leg machines today. First chance I've had to try them and I think I might have pulled a muscle. I need something to dull the ache a little. Anyplace around here to get a drink?"

When I told her there was a bar and grille down the end of the mall she said, "Sounds like that'll work. How about joining me for a little while?"

Well it would have been kind of hard to say no, and to tell the truth I really didn't mind. After all, for some reason she did appeal to me, and she was the first person that had ever given me the time of day in the gym. I'm not much of a drinker but I didn't have any place I had to be and so, why not?

When we went in she chose a booth at the back of the room, which was pretty much empty anyhow at that time of day. The bartender came over, kind of annoyed I think, that we didn't just come to the bar and order. No waitress on at that hour. Anyhow, she asked him about red wine, not just the bar wine, but top shelf stuff. When he finally came up with one she wanted he said she'd have to take the whole bottle, but that didn't faze her a bit. I was going to have a beer, but when she asked, I figured I'd better help her drink it. 

And so we settled in, both sipping her wine, which actually was pretty good, although I'm not used to expensive stuff like that. We hadn't gotten through our first glasses though when she looked at me and said, "Jake, I hate to ask you this but could you give me a hand? My calf muscle is really starting to hurt. Would you mind rubbing it a little?" And without waiting for an answer she turned towards me and swung one leg right up and onto my lap!

I looked at her, wanting to be sure she was serious, but it looked like she was, so I began kneading gently with both hands. Immediately she sighed with what sounded like relief, but after a minute she said, "A little harder please, try and get in deep."

She looked and sounded like she meant just what she said, but there was something about her that was having an effect on me. And yes, I was actually getting a little harder with that smooth, toned leg in my hands! But I tried to ignore it and just do the job she asked. When I moved my hands a little higher up the back of her leg towards her knee though, she kind of sighed, "Ahhhh, that feels good, right there, keep going!" 

At that point it felt pretty good to me too, so I tried my best. But after another minute or two she shifted again, moving a little closer to me, putting an arm over my shoulder to steady herself, and then sliding her whole leg across my lap! Now her thigh was where her calf had been, and she looked really apologetic when she said, "I guess the whole leg is stiffening up a little, and you're doing a really good job. I'm sorry to have to ask, but would you mind doing a little more?"

Now I was really getting nervous, because I was stiffening a little more too, and I was afraid she might be able to tell. And in the position she was in the only thing I could really do was put my hands on the inside of her thigh and wrap my fingers around a little and dig them into her hamstring muscle. But the minute I felt that soft warm skin under my palms I knew I didn't mind a bit if she didn't! 

As soon as I started to rub and knead she began to grunt a little in time with my hands, but soon grunts turned to moans, and then to little whimpers. And when I looked at her she had her eyes closed and was breathing really deeply. And then she began moving her leg back and forth just a little bit, right over the bulge in my pants! 

Well it took a while, but now I knew this was about more than just a sore muscle. And when I moved my hand up her thigh a little until it slipped under her skirt she just nodded her head and gasped out, "Uhhuh!"

This went on for a couple of more minutes, until I was expecting to feel her panties against my fingertips, but then she opened her eyes and looked at me again. "Jake, you live around here?"

When I told her just a couple of miles up the road she asked if maybe we could go there. And of course I wasn't saying no at that point, so we took my car and headed out. And it's a good thing it wasn't far, because the whole time I was driving she ran one finger up and down the length of my cock! 

When I let her in the front door ahead of me it was kind of odd. She walked into the middle of the room and looked around, even peaked into the kitchen, like she was inspecting. Or maybe wanting to be sure we were alone. But then she came back to me, looking up with a smile, and pressed her whole body, flat chest and all, right against me. 

By now I had no doubt what she wanted, and when I leaned down to kiss her, her lips were already moist, and open! And it didn't take long before our lips were grinding and my tongue was in her mouth. Her hands were on my back, and I slowly explored her, letting my hands slide slowly down from her shoulders until they reached her sweet ass, amazingly full, round and firm compared to her tits. And when I began to knead those cheeks she really began to moan into my mouth and squirm against me. 

Pretty soon the moans turned to whimpers and we both needed to sit down, so I scooped her up and carried her to the couch. When I sat next to her she sprawled out and put her legs up on the cushions and her arms around my neck, grinding her lips on mine with kisses that showed pure need or want. In that position I could run my hands pretty much all over her, and I did, from her shoulders right down past her ass and over her thighs.

The more I did the more she moaned and squirmed in my lap, and her legs began slowly pedaling on the couch, like she couldn't stay still. And when I ran my hand slowly over her tummy she took a hand from my neck for a moment and undid the waist of her skirt! Of course I wasted no time sliding my hand underneath it, and when my fingers brushed over her panties she shuddered and her voice was all quivery when she gasped out, "Ohhhhhhhh fuck!"

And she rolled her hips, pressing hard against my hand and leaving no doubt what she wanted. I stroked her over the panties for a minute but they were already soaking wet, so I pushed them aside and ran my fingers up and down her slippery lips. And her whole body convulsed! I thought she was going to have an orgasm right then and there, but she just kept chanting, "Yes, yes, yes, yes!" over and over, and her hips bucked back and forth against my hand. 

Once I slipped a couple of fingers inside her she finally pulled her lips away from me and threw her head back. Once again, hardly able to get the words out, she ordered, "Oh fuck! That's it, fuck me hard, do it now!" I complied, my fingers making juicy wet noises in her gushing pussy, and in moments she did cum, out of control, writhing, and probably would have ended up on the floor if I hadn't held on tight!

When she finally stopped squirming she was gasping, out of breath, and I waited, stroking her gently. And she finally looked up at me and said, "Jake, don't you have a bed?" We got up and I started to lead her to the stairway, but she tugged my hand and said, "No Jake, I want you to carry me!"

That was a real bitch, but thanks to the gym and the fact that she didn't weigh more than 100 pounds I managed to do it, and by the time I laid her down I was gasping! Immediately she got on her knees and crawled over to me. She pushed up my t-shirt and I got the message it was supposed to come off, and by the time it was she had my pants undone. And she yanked down my underwear so fast my cock flew out and actually slapped her in the face! She blinked, then looked, then blurted out, "Oh yes!"

And she grabbed me so hard she made me moan, but when her lips sucked me in I moaned even harder. Oh god, her mouth was dripping wet, she was drooling, and she sucked and slurped on me like her life depended on it. Needless to say I was in heaven and hell at the same time, shaking from the sudden feel of that luscious mouth and scared I'd cum down her throat before we even got started!

But she was good, and she could tell when I was close and backed off, kissing and licking softly till I got it together again. She never could deep throat me, but she took me as far as she could, to the back of her mouth, using her tongue to torture me as her lips squeegeed me in and out. Her spit was dripping on the bed and the floor, ropes of it running down my cock! And her whole body was rocking back and forth, keeping time!

Pretty soon I decided I better do something, because I couldn't hold out much longer no matter how she did it, and I reached under her arms and pulled her up to me for a kiss. She acted disappointed for a second; I know she was loving just having my cock in her mouth, but when I began unbuttoning her blouse she moaned into my mouth, I guess just me touching her being enough. 

Of course she didn't have a bra on, and she did have breasts, just little swellings on her chest. But when I reached in and ran my hand over her I gasped in surprise because she had swollen, pointy nipples about an inch long! They were rock hard, and when I fingered them she went nuts, crying, whimpering, gasping all at the same time, and arching her back, wanting more and more. 

Good by me, and I pushed the blouse off her shoulders and bent down and sucked one in, holding it with my lips as I got it wet with my tongue, then swirled round and round, grinding against it and sucking hard. I couldn't believe it! She started to moan, then howl, and in a just a minute of me pulling on one nipple and sucking on the other she came again, just as hard! When I pulled my head away and looked down at her I realized she had her own fingers buried in her cunt, and her hips were still rocking, grinding on them. 

I took the time to get my pants and underwear off, and by then she was on her back, looking up at me. The skirt was on the bed room floor, and all she had on was the panties and they were soaking wet, so I quickly stripped them off of her. As soon as I did she began slowly squirming on the bed, staring up at me with a big smile. She was sliding her legs up and down the sheet, her hips were slowly rolling and she was opening and closing her thighs. And one hand was fingering one of those amazing nipples; she'd pull at it and close her eyes and moan, over and over. 

It was an invitation a blind man would have recognized, and I accepted. I crawled up between her thighs and started kissing up the insides, one then the other. She'd obviously taken a shower at the gym, because she smelled good and even tasted good! It was then I began to realize that maybe she had intended this all along! She threw her head back, moaning, and lifted one leg, putting it over my shoulder and opening herself up to me even more. Of course she was already soaking wet and I began tasting her, licking up one lip, then down the other, then teasing her slit with my tongue.

She was going crazy, body rolling and making all sorts of noises, and I wasn't very far behind her, my cock feeling like it wanted to explode. I was determined to give her the "treatment", and I pushed my tongue in her cunt, fucking her slowly with it as I lapped up her cream. But that ended when she gasped out the words every man wants to hear, "Jake, fuck me NOW!"

When I slid up between her legs she didn't wait for me; she grabbed my cock and pushed it between her lips, lifting her hips to be sure I didn't get away. She didn't have to worry though, I just pushed, and then she really moaned as I slid into her tight cunt. And oh god, she was tight, like it had never been used! I had to hold still for a minute until I was sure I was in control. 

And then I rocked slowly, going deeper little by little until she opened up for me. She was making the wildest noises, and if "Yes!" wasn't one of them I'd have thought I was hurting her. But there was no doubt she wanted it, couldn't wait, and time and again I had to slow her down before I blew! After a few minutes though, I had bottomed out in her and finally got my cock under control, and then it was like heaven. I fucked her fast, fucked her slow, hard and then soft, and every time she was right with me, babbling and moaning and urging me on. 

It actually lasted quite a while before we were both on the edge, with no place to go. I started fucking her really hard, pounding her, hearing the slapping echo from the hallway, and she was just making high little squeaks; her hips bucking with every one of my thrusts. Of course I was soaking wet with sweat by then and her body was all shiny from the sprinkles from my face. 

Since I knew nothing about her I figured I'd better not blow inside her and started to pull out to finish myself off, but she yelled at me, "NO! Put it back!" Well I did, and began really slamming her and watching her little body bounce on the bed. She screamed all of a sudden and her hips pushed up hard and when her cunt clamped down on me I exploded too, my hips bucking as I ground against that little pussy, pumping the load of a lifetime into her!




Gym Ratz, Round 06



I collapsed on her, and we lay together quite a while, just gasping, our slippery, sweaty bodies pressed against each other. And I began to wonder what was next, whether that was it or if she'd stay a while. I knew that would be good with me, after what we'd just done, who wouldn't want more. But finally she said quietly, "Jake, we need to go pick up my car from the gym; I can't leave it there." 

Obviously there was just an assumption there that she was going to stay with me for a while, maybe overnight. Not a problem for me so we did, bringing back her Caddy and parking it in my garage; she said she didn't want it seen from the road. And from then on she always drove to my house from the gym, sometimes not showing up until an hour or so later. And on days off when she hadn't stayed over she'd just appear, usually in the afternoon. Of course it wasn't long before she had her own key and a button for the garage. 

But that night was far from over. When we got back she went right to the kitchen and made herself at home, cooking up some pasta and sausage, and serving it up at the kitchen table. I didn't say a word, but of course I kind of wondered what the hell was going on. And afterwards she took the time to do the dishes and clean the kitchen a little, better than when she started. 

Of course I kind of hung around while she was doing all that, not wanting her to get out of the mood. But she wasn't, and when the last dish was put away she came over with a smile and put her arms around my waist, smiling up at me. I took the hint and kissed her, loving how that mouth welcomed my tongue again, and we were grinding and moaning in no time. But soon she pushed back and said, "Babe, can we go upstairs again?"

"For sure, Carla," I said with a laugh. "But you're gonna have to get yourself up there or I'll be too worn out to make it worthwhile!" 

She giggled and grabbed my hand, leading me to the stairs, but I did help, putting my hand on her ass as we climbed up. We just stripped down, and she squealed when I slapped her ass as she got onto the bed, and we just lay there for a minute, laughing and fooling with each other.

And this time it was even more fun, we'd both loosened up and we just sort of played for a while, all tangled up in arms and legs, sort of making out, and doing anything we wanted. In fact that's what she told me. When we lay still for a minute after a long kiss she whispered to me, "You know Jake, you can do anything you want, any time, any way. Don't you dare hold back!"

But she knew what I wanted better than I did, and I felt her hand reach down and grab my cock, easy to find because it was already swollen and rock hard! And she stroked me slowly while we kissed long and deep. Of course I knew what she liked too and moved a hand to one of those nipples, stroking it first, then pinching, pulling and twisting, gently, then harder and harder as she seemed to like it more and more. 

She was squirming on the bed, pressing against me and moaning into my mouth, and her hand was pulling hard, yanking at me now. When I slid my other hand down between her legs she gasped, and then her breathing stopped for a moment. But When I began stroking her wet, swollen lips she actually seemed to calm down a little, just rolling her hips slowly, like she was waiting for what was next. When my fingers slipped inside her she just began to whimper with those high pitched little cries, and when I rubbed my thumb against her clit as I finger fucked her she just came!

Not really hard like before, just a squeal and a sigh, and her body bucked a few times, and then she sort of fell back, breathing, "Oh god!" And after I kissed her gently she whispered, "Remember, anything!"

After a few moments of petting I asked her, "Carla, do you like to ride?" 

Her face lit up and she giggled, "One of my favorite "anythings"!" And when I put a pillow against the headboard and lay back against it she quickly mounted up, grabbing my cock and wiggling as she slid slowly down on it. She was still ohmygod tight, but not quite as bad, and after she went up and down a few times she was sitting her beautiful ass on my hips! Of course it helped a lot that she was always dripping wet.

Once she'd impaled herself she leaned forward and put her hands on my chest and began to pump that sweet ass up and down. It was obvious then that she was no rookie, tight cunt or not! She bobbed up and down with long strokes, then pulled up and just took the tip in and out. Then without warning she dropped, slamming down on me and then keeping it up, panting with exertion as she pounded against me, slapping hard and loud. 

But then she eased up, long slow strokes the length of my cock, making me shudder as she teased the tip before engulfing me again. And once in a while she would just sit, rolling her hips around my buried cock, doing Kegel squeezes and letting me feel every square inch of her cunt. I was hardly doing anything and I was panting and gasping just from the sensations!

But I wanted to play too, and I pulled her down to my chest, at the same time pulling my knees up behind her. And I began to lift my hips, fucking her with long slow strokes at first, then harder and faster, until I was slapping against her ass with a popping sound! Her face was in the hair on my chest, and her groans and squeals were half muffled against my skin. But suddenly she lifted her head and her eyes opened wide looking at me. And she yelled, "Oh FUCK!"

She sat straight up and began pounding her ass down on me, harder than before, gasping and moaning every time she did. When I reached out and put my hands on her hips she grabbed my wrists tight and bounced even harder! But the last time she slammed down her eyes opened wide again, and she growled, loud and hard, like a lion. And I felt her clamp on me again as she began to shake and squeal, and I had to hold her up! This was a big one, and she bucked and rocked, and I could feel her hot cream running down over my balls. And finally she gave another roar as she collapsed on my chest and lay with her whole body heaving for breath. 

We lay together like that for a while and I just slowly stroked my hands over her. She leaned forward and kissed me with a big smile. But my hard cock was still buried in her, and very gently she began to rock on it again. Then she lifted her head and looked at me and whispered, with a little giggle, "Your turn!"

And I knew what she meant when she slid off me and assumed the position, doggie style, her face on the pillow next to me. Still hard and totally aroused I almost jumped up behind her, and gave her a slap on her beautiful ass. "OH!" she exclaimed in surprise, and I did it again, to the other cheek. "OH!" And again. "OH!" And again "OH!" and then I grabbed my cock and almost rammed it into her! "OH! Shit!"

And I started banging her hard and fast, growling with the effort as I pounded against her. And when I slapped her ass again she looked up at me. "Oh yes! Fuck! Don't stop!" 

I wasn't sure if she meant my hand or my cock so I gave her both, and very quickly she began to buck and moan. She was thrashing so hard I had to hold her up, but I wanted mine now and I continued to pound, moving even harder and faster! She stopped talking and just braced herself against the headboard as she started to squeal and scream, totally out of control. 

I snarled as I dug my fingers into her hips and yanked her off the bed as I pulled her back on my cock, grinding my hips against her ass as I pumped spurt after spurt of my cream into her cunt. And when I finally let go and she dropped to her knees she suddenly came to life and spun around, grabbed my softening cock and swallowed it! And I could feel her tongue lapping up our combined cum off my shaft!

Eventually we collapsed on the bed together, pulled up the covers and snuggled till sleep overtook us both. And it was a few hours later before I woke up. She was still breathing deeply, almost snoring, so I finally had a chance to think.

What the hell had happened? Out of nowhere this woman, decent looking, fit, younger than me, had become my bedmate! We met because I was being impolite, staring at her more than I should have, and she called me out on it. Perhaps that was really nothing, perhaps she had a right to be pissed. But she wasn't. In fact she seemed surprised I'd bother looking at her. And I finally concluded she'd used that as a way to break the ice between us. She wanted an excuse to meet me, hell, perhaps anyone that met some kind of standard she'd set and showed an interest in her. And then it just went from there.

But I was sure now that she'd intended to end up in my bed when we left the club! That business with the leg was just a way to get me interested. And it worked! Well so far so good, I couldn't see any down side of it for me so far, but what the hell was going on with her? She couldn't be so hard up or needy that she had to go after the first guy that looked at her. Or could she? Hell, she's a woman any man might be interested in! 

Most important, what's going to happen next? Does she get up and shake my hand and say goodbye? Does she want me as a boy toy? Sure as hell we aren't in love or anything, we barely know each other. In fact I know nothing about her! But on the other hand, she fucks as well as any woman I've known, except maybe you, Sheba. And talk about enthusiasm! It's like she has to squeeze every bit of pleasure out of it! Just thinking about it made me shudder a little.

I was mulling over all that when she gave a long sigh and squirmed a little under the covers. I lay dead still, not wanting to wake her, but in a minute or so I heard, "Jake?" And the way she said it sounded like she was afraid I wouldn't be there. 

"I'm here, Carla," I whispered as I reached a hand out to find her. And she sighed, a mixture of relief and pleasure I think, as my palm slid over her warm body. She pushed herself over till she found me, then threw an arm over me and put her cheek against my chest. It felt good and I wrapped her up in my arms, which was what she really wanted. And before long she pulled herself up for a kiss.

And almost immediately I felt her hand wrap around my cock. It hadn't been hard but it didn't take long, and she sighed with satisfaction as her hand very slowly and lightly stroked me. I could feel her nipples against my chest, already incredibly hard, and my fingertips found one of them. By now I knew they were super-sensitive to touch, and yet, not over-sensitive to pain. But I just stroked the tip and she moaned with pleasure into my mouth. 

Before long I felt her body press against me, and her hips rolled slowly as she humped herself against my leg. I could feel wetness and in a minute or two, she whispered, "Jake, please fuck me." Not a command this time, a request. 

When I moved she rolled over onto her back, raised her knees and spread them. And when I moved between them she rolled back until they were almost over her head. Obviously we were not going to play, so I guided myself into her, surprised to find she was already dripping wet! But she was still very tight, and it took a lot of rocking and moaning before I was finally able to slip deep inside her. But god she felt so good!

She seemed to love it when I was buried in her, and held on to me for a minute so I'd be still. That was a good thing because it gave me a chance to adjust to the incredible tightness. But when she loosened her grip on me and rolled her hips just a bit I started thrusting, slow and gently at first, lengthening the thrusts until I was sliding my length in and out of her. She groaned put her feet back on the sheet, spreading them as wide as she could, and began meeting me by lifting her ass almost off the bed.

I moved steadily for a minute, just enjoying the feeling, but every time I gave her a little extra she gasped, "Ahhhh, yes!" I figured that meant she was ready for more, so I moved a little faster and harder, and she shut up and just started panting. But her hips were still right with me, and she was trying to give as good as she got. 

And I began to realize what a great fuck she was! Her cunt was still tight but she was so wet we moved easily, and it felt great! So good I had to slow down once in a while to keep from going too far, but when I picked up the pace she was always more than ready, sometimes reaching to my hips and pulling, urging me on. I could have gone on a long time like that, but she whispered, "Baby, let me ride you!"

I'd have done anything right about then, so I eased out of her and rolled on my back. And I got my reward because the first thing she did was crawl over and grab my cock and start sucking. God, somehow, there in the dark in the middle of the night that felt really super good! She wrapped one hand around me and moved slowly at first, tasting herself I think, then began to bob harder, taking all she could, and her spit was just flowing over me!

She mixed it up a little, hard and fast for a minute, then long slow sucking, squeegeeing my cock with her lips. It was my turn to squirm on the bed, and about the time I thought I'd have to stop her she slipped me out of her mouth, gave the tip a little kiss and quickly straddled me. Her hand found my cock and she slid right down, wide open now. And we moaned together as she bottomed out on my hips.

She stayed upright this time, lifting almost my length, then sliding slowly down, then grinding on me, over and over again. She picked up the pace but then lifted till she had just my tip and bounced up and down really fast, just an inch or two, making me gasp and moan. Then plop! In my lap again! But she leaned forward, put her hands on my chest and started bobbing her ass up and down fast and hard, till I couldn't take it any longer!

I grabbed her arms and pulled her down as I raised my knees and started pumping, ramming my cock into her and making her grunt. But she continued to rock, slapping her ass back on me. After a couple of minutes she pushed up away from me and straightened up, then rammed herself down on my cock And when she suddenly swiveled around on my cock without ever letting it loose I could only gasp, "Oh shit!"

She immediately leaned forward and grabbed my ankles, and started pumping up and down on me hard. It must have been a different angle because she began moaning and whimpering immediately, but she kept it up, and I began to have the feeling she was testing me, wanting to see how much I could take. 

But I wanted to play too, and I sat up behind her, grabbed her arms and and pulled her up to me. As I wrapped my arms around her she pressed back against my chest, and my fingers found those pointy nipples with no trouble at all. And as I pulled and twisted them, all the while kissing her neck and throat and ear, she whimpered, arched her back to my hands and squirmed on my cock. But after a minute of that she moaned out, "Oh god, fuck me Jake!"

I rolled her off of me to my side, and then rolled up behind so I was sort of spooning her, and she immediately lifted her leg and draped it over my hip, leaving herself wide open. When I pushed myself up against her ass my cock slid right up over her pussy. She didn't have to be told and reached down and guided it into herself as I rolled my hips, and with one big thrust I was buried in her again, and we both gave a sigh of relief and pleasure. 

I bent one knee and put my foot on the bed for leverage, then started to roll my hips and I could really fuck her hard in that position. Her body was bouncing so I put out an arm and grabbed her and when I did she turned her head to me for a kiss. And she was moaning and whimpering into my mouth as I rammed myself into her.

But then she pulled away and sat up a little and started watching my cock plunging into her. She moaned with almost painful pleasure and gasped, "Oh god Jake, that looks so fucking good! Give me more cock!"

The only way I could do that was to fuck her harder, so I rolled up against her a little more, holding on as I began pounding her as hard and fast as I could. She was so wet my cock was making squishing sounds in her cunt, and I knew I couldn't last long at that pace. But it didn't matter because after just a moment or two she squealed and her back arched as she ground herself against me. She clamped on me again and I popped right then and there, pumping into her as my hips bucked against her ass. By the time both of us could breath again my cock was soft, and when we laid back and relaxed it slipped out and a flood of cum oozed out of her. And I'll be damned if that crazy bitch didn't put down a finger, scrape some out of her cunt and taste it!

I don't even remember anything after that, I woke up the next morning and had to go to work, but I couldn't just kick her out after that night so I said fuck it and just gave her a kiss and told her to make herself at home.

When I got home that afternoon she was gone though, but I found a note in the kitchen that just said, "I'll be at the gym this afternoon. See you there?" I don't normally go there two days in a row, but there was no way I wasn't going to take her up on that, so I got ready and headed out.

When I got there, she wasn't even in the gym, she was in the parking lot, waiting for me. She pointed to the passenger's side so I climbed in and she greeted me with a kiss that soon had both of us squirming as our lips and tongues said hello. And I could see we were likely to pick up where we left off.

But she said with a smile, "I just got here, so I figured I'd wait a while and see if you showed. And I'm really glad you did! But I really do want to work out, something other than legs today. Could you show me how to use some of the other machines?"

So I spent a couple of hours in the gym with her, mostly just showing her how to do some of the arm and shoulder machines. Turns out she had kept herself in shape just by doing exercises at home, so this was all new to her. When she'd had enough she looked at me with a funny little smile which I knew was my cue. "How about going some place for dinner?" I offered.

"I'm not really into eating out much," she said, to my surprise, "but I love to cook if you want to take me to your house again. I'm sure we can find something there to eat!" She said with a giggle, and I got the double meaning. And I realized I was relieved to know that we hadn't had just a one night stand.

But she added, "Why don't you go along and I'll be there in a little while. I can't be seen leaving with you all the time." Somehow I wasn't surprised, and I gave her the control to the garage door. 

About half an hour after I got there I heard the bell and she was standing there smiling. But I said to her, "I trusted you this morning, don't you think I trust you now? If you know I'm home just come on in. I don't think you'll walk into anything you don't want to see." 

She gave me a big smile but she said, "That's very nice Jake, I'm not used to people trusting others like that. But I accept the invitation!"

Once I got her inside things were a little different from the day before. We certainly weren't nervous with each other anymore and hadn't been all worked up before we got there. And it was even nicer!

She came right to me and got wrapped up in my arms and we just stared at each other for a minute, smiles growing, until we both just laughed. "Isn't this crazy?" She said.

"Yeah, but it's very nice. Feels good Carla," I said with a grin. And when she pushed up on her toes I knew that meant a kiss. But it was a long slow one. Started out real gentle, lips just touching, and we could feel each other's breath. And she snuggled closer, close as she could get.

In a minute I felt her tongue, but she was just wetting our lips, and then hers moved on mine, just a little. Pretty soon she started to nibble, and when she pulled her head back just a little and gently ran her tongue back and forth over my lips, I groaned it felt so good. I answered with my tongue and they dueled in mid-air, just touching and sliding over each other. And when her lips came back to me her tongue came with them, right into my mouth, for another round. We played with each other; little by little the kiss got deeper, lips grinding harder and tongues battling. And sloppy, both of us were drooling a little but that just made it more fun. And her slippery lips felt even better!




Gym Ratz, Round 06



I don't even remember how but we ended up on the couch again, with her sitting on my lap, straddling me, her knees next to my hips. But we didn't rush into anything, it felt way too good, and we continued just kissing and playing. But now my hands were roaming up and down her back and everywhere else I could reach, just petting her. And she kept stroking the side of my face and neck lightly with her fingers. 

But of course my cock was hard as a poker, and right under her. And very slowly and carefully she began to rock, stroking against it. By now we were moaning into each other's mouths, and our bodies were heaving as we gasped with passion and excitement. And then she pulled her mouth from mine and just fell against me, her chin on my shoulder, and I squeezed her tight. It just felt so good we didn't want to spoil it. 

When she finally pushed herself up again she grinned as she pulled my t-shirt over my head, and then I reciprocated as I unbuttoned her blouse. But I just pushed it aside and ran my hands over her small breasts, teasing those amazing hard nipples by not touching them, but coming ever so close. She had her eyes closed and whimpered, but she didn't try to rush me, and I leaned to her for another kiss, her bare chest now touching mine. And I held her that way for a while, running my hands up and down her back and sides, and rubbing her ass through her shorts. 

But she was wiggling slowly, and I know it was to make those nips scratch across my chest. It felt great to me but I'm sure, even better to her! With a sigh that was almost a cry she pulled away from me again and pushed up on her knees until she could lean forward and drag one of those hard points right across my lips! Instinctively I opened them, and she pushed her chest hard against my face, driving her swollen bud deep into my mouth. And When I closed my lips around it and my wet tongue gently licked she gave a sigh that was both pleasure and relief, and gasped, "Oh fuck Jake! Godddddd, I needed that!"

I knew she did and she got her reward, as my warm mouth got her sloppy wet and my tongue played, circling, grinding, then gently touching. And of course, my lips kneaded and I sucked, taking in every millimeter. She was so excited she arched her back, grinding against my face, and her fingers were tangled in my hair, pulling me to her. I loved the way she whimpered, it was almost musical, and I heard a lot of it then. 

But when my fingertips found the other tip she jumped and then gasped, "Oh god!" in a high-pitched, quavery voice. Now I had her going both ways at once, my mouth devouring one nipple while my fingers tortured the other. But I evened it out for a moment when I my teeth locked around the base and my fingertips squeezed hard and I leaned back, stretching both of them at once! I was afraid to hurt her, but she actually leaned back, wiggling one way, then the other, and stretched herself out even more!

Finally she just couldn't take any more and she collapsed against me, so hard that I was able to suck a little of her breast into my mouth. And she just lay against me, sobbing, "Oh god Jake, oh god, oh god, oh god!" And when I finally let her go she pulled back and just stared down at me, like she was amazed I could do that to her. 

But the next thing I knew she put her hands on my shoulders and gave a heave, pushing herself back off of me and off the couch. In about one second she was on her knees and frantically pulling at the fastenings of my shorts, and I lifted my ass so she could rip them off of me, along with my underwear. And my cock didn't even know what had happened when she grabbed it and squeezed!

She leaned forward, but instead of sucking she spit on it, and then her hand went to work, up and down the whole length as fast as she could! It was such a shock my hips left the couch and I shouted, "Jeezus Christ, Carla!"

She just looked at me, leaned and spit again and jacked me even harder! The sudden onslaught really got to me, and with a growl I got to my feet, grabbed a handful of her hair and tipped her head back and rammed my cock against her lips. Her mouth was already open, and I proceeded to fuck it, ramming myself in as deep and hard as I could! In about one second she was gagging and drooling, covering my cock with a coating of thick spit and making gurgling noises. But she never gave an inch, and even grabbed my thigh with her free hand and started pulling, making me stuff her mouth even harder as she put her other hand between her legs and started frantically rubbing herself! 

But then she grabbed my legs tight with both hands, pulling as she rammed down on my cock, shaking her head and trying to take even more. That didn't work but she finally squeezed her lips tight around my cock and slowly pulled back. When I finally slid out of her lips, bobbing in mid-air, she looked up at me and snarled, "God damn it Jake, fuck me now!"

I still had a handful of hair and pulled straight up, forcing her to stand. And the second she did I put my hand between her legs on the inside of one thigh. And I jerked the leg off the ground at the same time I put my other hand under her armpit and she fell against me, dangling in the air. I lugged her like that to the end of the couch and almost through her over the arm of it. Then I grabbed her hips and yanked and pulled until she was positioned, ass up, right on top of it, her feet just touching the floor! And it's a good thing she had been frigging herself because I wasn't taking any prisoners and I rammed myself deep into her with one hard thrust! I forgot how tight she was, and she screamed, "Ohhhhhh Fuuuuuuuuuckkkk!"

And I did, showing no mercy. I bottomed out in about three strokes and began banging against her ass so hard and fast that the damn couch was rocking and creaking. But the next thing I knew, she'd gotten a grip on the cushion, and she began pushing back!

And the two of us were snarling, yelling and screaming at each other. She liked it as much as I did and was determined to get it all. she yelled, "Come on you bastard, fuck me. Is that all you got? I want more, do it harder!"

And she got what she asked for. Every time she yelled I stepped it up a notch, and soon her round ass was rippling and her whole body was shaking back and forth. My cock was on fire, but it was so rough and hard I really wasn't ready to cum, and after a couple of minutes I suddenly stopped and reached down and grabbed a handful of her long black hair again. And I yanked her head back, forcing her to stand again, but then I spun her around and put my hands on her shoulders, pushing her down to her knees. "Suck it. Suck it, dammit!"

She grabbed the base of my cock and slammed her mouth down over me. But then she locked her teeth around me and I gasped, "AHHHhhhhh, Jeezus!" in surprise. And I didn't dare move until she let go and began fucking me with her mouth as hard and fast as she could, gobs of spit dripping on the floor. After a minute of that I grabbed her head again and rammed myself in, holding her there, knowing she couldn't breathe. But she was determined and never twitched until I let go, and then she locked her lips around me and pulled back so fast and hard there was a loud pop as my cock left her mouth. 

Before she had a chance to stop gasping I picked her up again, this time my arm under her legs, and I threw her on the couch facing me and leaning against the back. Then I grabbed her legs and wrapped them around until her feet were touching the couch on both sides of her head and her cunt was pointing straight up. And I held on to her ankles as I filled it to the hilt with one thrust! 

The thought went through my head that this might be the last time I fucked her I was being so rough, but I was going to make it a good one! And I grabbed a firm grip on the tender flesh of her thighs and began ramming straight down into her!

But when I stared at her she stared back at me, no smile now, a look of grim determination. And she began snarling, so low it was hard to hear over the loud slapping of our bodies and the wet squishing of my cock ramming into her juicy cunt. "Fuck me! Fuck me! Fuck me!"

Now my cock was telling me it wasn't going to wait much longer, but I had no intention of stopping, instead, kicking it up one more level. And when it was time I pulled out of her and grabbed myself, leaned forward, and gave it to her, right in the face! But she never even shut her eyes and opened her mouth, catching all that she could, then scraped up the extras and made a production of swallowing it all!

I ended up standing there, my cock still in my hand, but she leaned forward and sucked it in. And sucked and sucked and sucked till I was dry and limp. "Now THAT!" she pronounced, suddenly, "Was a good fuck!"

I looked at her in shock. "Jeezus Christ, woman, you want it like that every time? That was a great fuck, but I thought last night was pretty good too!"

She stared back at me, but then her hard expression broke and she laughed with a big smile. "Last night was great, after all I'm here now! But I've been thinking about it all day, and I got so horny I really needed to be pounded. And I see you're just the guy to fill the bill! Now, let's go in the kitchen and see if you have anything I can make us for supper!"

She found hot dogs and beans so that's what we had. And afterwards she made a list and said that in the morning I better go shopping and not come home till I had everything on it! Tomorrow was Saturday, so I'd have all day, but that wasn't what I was thinking about! There was enough stuff on that list for us to eat for weeks! And she knew it better than I did. What the fuck did that mean? Well the way things were going I wasn't in any hurry for her to leave. Hell, I wanted her to stay! But I had no idea what she was thinking. 

I didn't spend much time worrying about it. She'd only put on her panties and her shirt, and she left that unbuttoned. And she told me to just put on the shorts; I wouldn't need the rest for anything. After she made the list she started puttering again, picking up the dishes and getting ready to wash them. But I decided on a little test. 

As she stood at the sink I walked up behind her and wrapped my arms around her, pinning both her arms to her body. But when I began kissing the back of her neck she moaned for a second but then said, "Oh dammit Jake, go away and let me finish cleaning up! And she struggled a little to get loose. But I just clamped down tighter on her and began kissing, licking and blowing on her ear. "Damn you!" 

But I growled, "If you're going to send me out shopping half the day then you can do the fucking dishes later!" And I playfully bit her earlobe. 

She shuddered so hard I felt it in my arms and she gasped, "Oh fuck! Yes sir!" She went limp and when I spun her around and pushed the shirt off he shoulders she just let it fall off her arms. when I took her face in my hands and kissed her she whimpered as she opened her mouth to let my tongue in. I knew two things then, she liked the idea of being around tomorrow whether she'd planned on it or not, and she was as hot and ready to go as ever!

I slid my palms down her body and under those big round cheeks, and when I lifted her suddenly she threw her arms around my neck and gave a little shriek! I just turned around and set her on the kitchen table she'd just cleared, and whispered in her ear, "It's time for dessert!" And I kissed her again as I reached down and grabbed her panties and yanked them off over her ass!

I bent down and pulled them down her legs and off her feet. Then I grabbed one of her legs and lifted until I could set her heel on the table, making her lean to the side a little but spreading her wide open. She knew what was coming and giggled at me, "Oh Jake, you're such a nasty boy!"

I looked back at her and smiled. "Yes and that's just what you want, isn't it!" and I began kissing and nipping at the inside of her thighs, listening to her moan and gasp every time I touched her. 

I was playing with her, teasing, but after a minute she put both hands on my head and yanked my face into her pussy, giggling, "If it's dessert you want, come get it while it's hot!

I buried my face between her thighs and started licking, and I realized right away, she was already wet! And she'd tried to make me think she was pissed because I'd interrupted her housework! Damn it, she was testing me! Well then, I must have passed!

It only took a minute before she was moaning and her hips were rocking, and when I buried my tongue in her cunt she lifted the other leg and put it over my shoulder. Then she lay back across the table and rocked her hips, thrusting into my face. I slurped up the cream running out of her, then teased her lips, sucking on them, nipping, kissing, and running my tongue up and down deep in between them. 

I already knew what she wanted, so I delayed it, continuing to lick and suck and kiss, sometimes running my tongue inside her thighs, then nipping the tender flesh as she held her breath. She was moaning, gasping, and I finally kissed my way up between her thighs again, but when I did I mischievously swirled my tongue around her little puckered asshole for a moment. She jumped and gasped, but as I moved to tease her pussy with my tongue once again she moaned, "Oh fuck! Jake, do that again!"

I wasn't even sure what she meant, but when I tongued her ass once more I felt her shudder and I swirled my tongue round and round, rimming her. She started making little high-pitched squeaks and finally gasped, "Oh god that feels good! Jake, you are so fucking nasty! I love it!" I laughed as I pushed my tongue into her cunt, but I didn't forget how she reacted.



I ravaged her pussy with my lips and tongue again, always moving higher. And suddenly I lifted my head a bit, then slid my open lips over her swollen clit. She hadn't seen it coming and yelled, "Oh fuck!" as I closed my lips and sucked. And when I began swirling my tongue against it her hips bucked and pumped as she whimpered. 

Knowing what would happen I sucked harder and ground my tongue down hard, but at the same time I slid a hand down from her thigh and began rubbing a finger up and down her lips. Again she bucked and howled, "Oh fucking god!" But when I slipped the finger inside her and began fucking her as my lips squeezed even harder she exploded! And suddenly my face and hand were wet with her creamy juices. She was writhing on the table, moaning, crying and gasping for breath all at the same time! 

I continued to kiss, lick and pet her gently until she caught her breath, then stood and reached for her hands and pulled her up till she was sitting again. And when I leaned over and pulled her to me for a kiss her lips were eager and waiting, and she moaned with a hungry sound as my tongue slipped into her mouth.

After a minute or so of a deep long kiss she began to slip off the table, and I knew what she had in mind. But I said, "Wait, stay there, and lay down again!" She gave me a questioning look but did as told while I lost the shorts and walked to the other side. I grabbed under her arms and pulled her till her shoulders were on the edge and her head was hanging over the side. She looked at me upside down and giggled. She knew what I wanted.

My cock was still firm and swollen but not rock hard, and as I dragged the tip over her lips her tongue lashed out and licked. I gasped and felt an immediate reaction but she didn't waste any time. Her hand found me and pulled me to her lips and when they opened I eagerly thrust my hips and she sucked me in, sighing with satisfaction. She rolled the tip around in her mouth for a moment, and I shuddered, suddenly feeling weak-kneed, but I pumped my hips again and pressed forward and ended up buried in her hot and sloppy-wet mouth. 

But I was still not really hard, and in the position she was in I had a direct line to her throat and I took full advantage, fucking her mouth until my balls were pressed against her nose! She was gagging and shuddering but she couldn't make a sound as I began to fuck her throat! I held her head steady and began fucking her mouth with short strokes, knowing that if I left her throat I'd never get back, since my cock was now throbbing hot and her throat felt even tighter than her pussy.

She was game and took it as long as she could, but when she reached out and pushed against me I slowly and reluctantly pulled my cock out of her mouth. The moment I did she was gagging, coughing, and had to turn her head to spit up a mouthful. Her chest was heaving as she gasped for breath, but she managed to croak out, "More! Give it to me!" 

I began fucking her mouth again and she made sure I enjoyed it, sucking hard and lashing my cock with her tongue. Her hard little points were jutting up at me and I reached for them with both hands. And when my fingertips closed around them she stopped sucking for a moment and opened her mouth to moan around my cock. I ran my fingers around them first, stroking then, then caught them and began twisting and pulling gently. And I watched as she slapped a hand over her pussy and began rubbing hard with her fingers. 

It only took a few seconds and her lips locked around me, and she bucked, then whimpered and moaned, her body heaving on the table. But she reached up and grabbed my cock around the base with her other hand, making sure I didn't pull out. Finally, gasping for breath, she lifted her head, still holding my cock, and said, "Oh God! That's the first time I've ever cum with a cock in my mouth!

I leaned down and gave her a kiss, then quickly moved around the table again. And I discovered she was literally dripping, on the table and the floor. And I smiled at her as I slid my cock, still covered with her spit, over her pussy. For a moment she had a look of shock on her face, but then she practically growled, "Oh Jeezus, give it to me!"

I grabbed her by the hips and pulled till her ass was over the edge of the table, then guided myself in and pushed hard. She was so wet I was almost all the way into her tightness in one thrust, and she moaned, "Oh shit!" Holding her hips, I rocked slowly, and in a matter of seconds I filled her up. She put her hands on the table and pushed up so she could watch as I fucked her with long strokes, and she licked her lips as I disappeared into her cunt. 

I was already so hot from the job her mouth did on me, plus watching her cum, that it wasn't long before I was slapping hard against her, and the table was rocking and creaking. And she was so sweaty that she was sliding back and forth on it. I knew this wasn't going to last and slid my hands under her cheeks, then lifted and set her standing, on the floor. 

I didn't even have to tell her to turn around, and in moment she was bent over the table, waiting. Not for long though as I stabbed back into her, grabbed her hips and picked up where we'd left off, fucking her with a hard, steady pace. She was breathing hard, panting, and she began to rock harder and harder, ramming herself back onto my cock, until I stopped and just let her fuck herself. But she turned her head to look at me and growled, "Fuck me, dammit!"

Ok, if that's what she wanted she got it! I dug my fingers into her hips and started pounding. She quickly went from grunts to squeals to whimpers and then gasped out a low-pitched growl as another orgasm hit her and she came on my cock. But I didn't even slow down, slapping hard against her ass and watching my sweat splatter on her back. My cock was beginning to burn and I reached a hand out and grabbed her hair, yanking her head back as I renewed my efforts, and it only took a few more strokes before I slammed into her and bucked as I pumped shot after shot of cum into her. 

My legs were shaking, and when I finished I fell forward against her and she collapsed on the table, whimpering. I slowly let go of her hair and her hip and ran my hands over her back, then leaned over to kiss her neck. She sighed and stood up, then turned, and I wrapped my arms around her, pulling her body against mine. She rested her head against my chest for a minute, then looked up and whispered, "God Jake, I needed that! And I didn't even know it!"