2 comments/ 153432 views/ 7 favorites Workout Session By: MmmmPerfect My husband and I work hard and lead busy lives. With two kids, professional careers and a house in the suburbs, we've lost the time we used to have to explore new aspects of our relationship. After fourteen years together, we spice it up as much as we can, including role playing, video taping our love making sessions and having sex in public places on occasion. But lately I've fantasized about more. This past New Year's Eve, I promised myself that, one day, I would plan a weekend getaway where we could indulge our wildest fantasies. I thought of this as our "immunity weekend." I had no idea how rewarding this New Year's resolution would be. In our spare time, we began talking about it. Although he was supportive of my notions, and clearly became aroused at some of my secret suggestions, I don't think he ever took my idea as anything other than just talk. Sam was away on business. After dropping off the kids at school, I went to the gym to work out. In the women's locker room, I removed my shoes then slipped out of my dress. Standing in my bra and panties, I looked at myself in the full-length mirror. Not bad, I thought. Mid-thirties, great boobs, long strong legs and a nice heart shaped ass. Great assets to use in making my fantasies come true, I thought to myself. As I admired my body, I could see reflected in the mirror over my shoulder a young woman wrapped in a towel sitting on a bench gazing at me from behind. She was petite and dark complexioned, probably in her early twenties. Although I wasn't focused on her at first, subconsciously I noted she kept her gaze steady as I stood in front of the mirror, removed my bra and stepped out of my panties. Did she think she knew me? Was she admiring my body? Was she lost in a daydream? With unexpectedly heightened senses, I turned back to my locker. Her gaze averted slightly as I walked toward her. I felt a rush of adrenaline at the thought that this lovely young girl would admire the curvature of my naked body. I wondered if I was imagining her attraction to me. Despite a couple of innocent encounters in college with my best friend, I did not consider myself bi-sexual. The older I got, however, the more interested I was in exploring my own sexuality no matter what the form. I admired beautiful women, their curves and sensitivity. I enjoyed the form of intimacy they offered that was different from a relationship with a man. And, now in my mid-thirties, I was neither as judgmental of myself nor as jealous of others as to be paralyzed by fear. My thirties brought me greater self awareness, more confidence, a certainty of life and love that I lacked in my twenties. I was no longer fearful that exploration of my own sexuality, even explorations beyond my normal boundaries, would cause me to lose something -- my husband, my standing in the community, or my sense of identity. Slowly, I bent at the waist and unzipped my gym bag. I could feel the tension in my back as it arched, my knees locking in place like piano legs, my breasts swinging freely as I moved. Was I intentionally posing for this girl? The thought, which came more consciously now, aroused my senses. While I never considered myself attracted to women, the thought of this young, supple girl being attracted to me felt empowering. She didn't speak, but I could feel her eyes gliding across my body. She didn't seem to move. My movements were slow and deliberate. I slipped into my white socks. I stepped into a pair of baggy gym shorts, pulling them up little by little, my rear angled pointedly toward the girl. I stretched into a snug tank top, pretending not to notice the prominence of my nipples through the taut fabric. A quick glance confirmed she was still staring at me. As I walked past the girl I smiled confidently at her. She smiled back, sqwunching her nose with a wink. For the first time, I detected that during the entire time she watched me her left hand was hidden beneath her towel, disappearing into her private regions. As I ascended the stairs, I smiled a smile I'd never felt before. I hoped she enjoyed herself. On the treadmill, I worked up a sweat. CNN reported the news over the grunts and pants of all the struggling athletes. I glanced occasionally at one of the trainers doing bench presses. Lying on his back, he strained to push up the weights. His legs were spread wide open. I could clearly see his package wrapped in a jock strap. "How's it going?" a familiar voice startled me. "Jana," I cheered, "You're late." She kissed me on my sweaty cheek. "You know I couldn't leave the house without giving Will his daily send off," she replied. "His send off or yours?" "Well, I do like getting my day started with a good licking," she retorted. "You tramp!" I teased. Jana was my closest friend. We shared everything, and there was no intimate detail we didn't know about one another -- our jobs, our mothers, our most embarrassing moments, descriptions of our husbands anatomy. It was hard to believe we were so much alike inside when we were so different looking outside. She was younger and more petite than I was. She was dark skinned with dark hair and dark eyes. She was more ethnic, almost Spanish or Black Irish, but with an amazing regal quality. Her dark princess features were accentuated by an undeniable self-confidence and sensuality. I thought of her as a goddess. Contrasted against my lean height, fair skin, blonde-blonde hair and blue eyes, we made quite a pair of bookends. She hopped on the treadmill beside me and gradually worked up to my speed. "Did you notice a chic in the locker room that looked a little bit like you?" I asked. "You mean the chic I startled when I went to my locker who was in the middle of a raging orgasm," she responded. "No way!" I jolted. "Absolutely true," she continued. "She stopped short of a full-blown blackout just as I turned the corner and surprised her." "I think she may have been fantasizing about me," I confessed, blocking my face with one hand in embarrassment. "Shut up!" Jana slapped my arm. "No, it's true. She was this total voyeur while I undressed and I swear she started diddling herself while watching me change into my workout clothes." "You little hussy. Like you didn't egg her on? Look at how hot you look." "Well,..." I paused. "You did egg her on! How utterly..." she paused, considering her words carefully, "How utterly exciting!" Jana's voice rang with applause. "Just remember," she joked, reaching over and tweaking my tit, "you're supposed to save yourself for me." "Yeah, right," I replied. Jana and I often teased about doing each other. Partly, it was because we were both oversexed and flirtatious. Partly, it was because the idea was still somewhat taboo. Partly, it was because we really were attracted to each other in a best-best friend kind of way -- so much in common, such intimacy, such love. I truly admired her, as I'm sure she did me, and I knew that it my friendship with her was safe -- that if I ever did it, it would be a mutual experience and nothing more. She was totally devoted to her Will and, while clearly more of a risk taker than I was, there was thread of complication because she was as devoted to her Will as I was to my Sam. I backed off my treadmill and joined Jana at the weight machine. She adjusted the weights and started with leg thrusts. I sat on the machine next to her. "Hey, Jan," I started, "Remember my New Year's resolution? I've been thinking about a couples only weekend to celebrate Sam's birthday. Kind of an immunity getaway." She paused mid-thrust, lowered her head and looked at me with a wry smile. "Immunity weekend?" she asked. "Okay, now you've really got my attention." I started describing my idea, knowing that it wouldn't take Jana long to help me fill in the details. "Next Friday night, I've got access to my company's private jet. It's a sleek, plush, sexy little thing. It's got a full bar, some video equipment, reclining leather seats. It seats at least eight people comfortably, with plenty of room to move around. I was thinking maybe you and Will, Nikki and Sean, and Sam and I could hop a ride to Vegas for guiltless, uninhibited, action-packed weekend." "A group mile high club?" Jana volunteered. "Yeah, something like that," I said. "Plus a couple of days and nights in Las Vegas." "And anything goes?" she asked. "Well, we might need some rules. I mean, everything would have to be consensual. But, yeah, that's the general idea,... anything goes." "Well, if the tingle between my legs means anything, I'd say I'm interested." We talked about it in hushed tones while we worked out. I had some specific ideas. Jana had some great suggestions. The men lifting weights in our vacinity craned their ears to hear the details of our little plan. Later, in the women's locker room, the talk continued. "I'm glad you thought to include Sean and Nikki," Jana said. She sat on a bench and took off her tennis shoes. "Nikki would be an easy travel companion and, besides, she a real hotty,... I love her blond hair and great smile," she continued. "She's like a smart cheerleader." "Yeah, I know what you mean," I said, stepping out of my shorts and grabbing a towel from the locker. "I picture her as your type,... you know, blond, built, smart." "Like you?" she smiled. "And Sean!" I ignored her and went on, "What a hunk he is!" "You may not remember this," Jana interjected, "but at your Christmas party this year, he came on to me." "Really?" I feigned surprise. "Yeah. Gee, I can't believe I didn't tell you. Remember, we were all hitting the egg nog pretty hard. Bing Crosby's White Christmas was on the stereo. Sean goosed me and I spilled my drink all over his trousers." "Yeah, I remember that part," I said. "Well, I felt so terrible that I followed him upstairs to help him clean up. We were laughing and kidding around. We went into your bathroom where he pulled off his pants and put them in the sink. He said that it was only fair if I took off my dress, too. He couldn't have thought I would take him up on his offer, but I did." "You did not!" I shouted. Jana chest and neck flushed red at the memory. "I sure did. So there we were. In your bathroom, Sean without any pants and me in my holiday bra and panties, the ones with Santa and the reindeer. What did it matter, I said to myself, he'd seen me in a bikini before, what's the difference? Then I noticed for the first time that he wasn't wearing any underwear. His dick began to poke through his shirt tails." "And what did you do?" I asked. "I stood there at the sink and washed off his trousers." "That's it?" "Well, he stood behind me and sort of dry humped me from behind for a second, kind of a lighthearted, funny gesture. His cock was huge -- not as big as Will's, of course -- but huge." Thinking about seeing Sean naked from the waist down turned me on. He was a prominent public relations executive, always the life of the party, funny and intelligent. His eyes were steel blue and I'd always been slightly attracted to him. "What did he do?" I inquired breathlessly. "He just sort of poked his cock between my legs and rubbed it in and out for a few seconds while I stood there scrubbing the crotch of his pants in your sink. I think he kissed my neck a few times. I can't remember. It was all truly innocent enough. Besides, we'd both been drinking and the whole party was getting a little frisky at that point. Remember, Nikki had already flashed her tits for Will?" I remembered that Nikki was smoking hot that night and that all the boys had noticed how great her breasts looked. "Yeah, with the low-cut dress she was wearing, I think the boys saw plenty of her tits that night." Jana nodded agreement then continued, "And, as I recall, my very own husband had shown you his cock." This is true, I thought to myself. What a great party. Will and I had been kidding around in the kitchen while everyone else gathered around the fireplace in the den. I love Will,... and, I had to confess, if I wasn't totally happily married and if he wasn't totally happily married to my best friend, I'd chase after him. He was shorter than either my husband or Sean, but broad-shouldered with sandy brown hair and a smile to rival Tom Cruise's million dollar grin. Secretly, I'd always had the hots for him. At the party that night, he'd lifted my skirt from behind to catch a glimpse of my ass. I was standing at the kitchen counter cutting a cheese roll to serve as appetizers. In return for his glimpse, I'd shamed him into showing me his dick. It was only fair. "It's was merely clinical," I responded sheepishly. "We were arguing over the benefits of circumcision and he offered his dick as Exhibit A." "Well," Jana acknowledged, "he does have one enormous cock. And he likes to show it off every chance he gets. Truth is, I really don't care if he shows it off, especially if it's to you. That's the thing about turning thirty years old. You loosen up a bit, try some things, and realize that all the glances and thoughts and minor infractions that troubled you in your youth simply don't really matter. Bottom line is he adores me, and nothing will change that. Where else would he go for the kind of attention I give him?" "So, how'd it end with you and Sean?" I asked, changing the subject. "I helped him put his pants back on -- they had a big wet spot in front -- then I slipped back into my dress and kissed him goodnight. The party broke up shortly after that and we all went home." After a few more repetitions, Jana and I finished our routine and headed for the showers. In the shower, the steam and hot water felt great against my back and neck. My muscles were sore from exercising. Jana walked brazenly into the group shower -- she never covered herself with a towel. Her toned muscles glowed with a fine mist of perspiration. Her nude body was beautiful. At the far end of the showers, a lovely black girl finished her bathing. She paid us little attention when she exited, leaving us alone. Jana stood in the warm spray next to me. I stood facing the shower with my eyes closed, and she must have seen me rubbing my own sore neck. "Here, let me help you with that," Jana said. Her small, strong hands reached my neck and began to rub my tense muscles. Keeping my eyes closed, I could feel the closeness of her body. She was shorter than me, so I imagined her on her tiptoes, one of her hands kneading my neck, while the other pushed back my hair. The warm water sprayed my face. The heat traced the front of my body. I could feel Jana's breasts brush against my back. The touching was constant, nipples moving left and right across my back, but it was so casual as to be unintentional. "Ah, that feels good," I heard myself whisper. "I know," Jana said softly. "Just relax." My thoughts drifted to the locker room girl from earlier in the day. I could see her watching me. Her soft features took me in. Her fingers disappeared beneath her towel. I became aroused. Gradually, my nose picked up the faint scent of flowers. Just as I recognized the smell, Jana's hands moved to my hair and began massaging in shampoo. "Ah, that's good," I whispered. My long blond strands fell about my shoulders. Jana's fingers massaged tenderly. The motions were rhythmic, nearly primal. "Nothing beats getting your hair shampooed by someone else," she offered. "Well,... almost nothing," she quickly added. My back still turned to her, I could envision her mischievous smile. "You can do that all day," I added. "Nope," she said abruptly. "You're done." And with that, she hugged me from behind, grabbing my boobs briefly with her lathered hands. I could feel the length of her body against me. She smacked my ass when she pulled away. "Owww," I squealed. "Don't be such a crybaby," she retorted. "What do you say we finish up here then call Nikki and see if she and Sean can meet you, me and Will for a private-jet-mile-high-club-to-Las-Vegas-birthday-party-planning-session? Let's say your house around seven o'clock? Since Sam is out of town, you can arrange for childcare and I'll come over and cook. Whadda ya say?" "Sounds like a plan." And it was. Workout Session My best buddy, Will, came over today for a workout in my backyard. Will and I have been friends for years now, all the way from kindergarten through college. We try to work out as often as we can, and have set up our own kind of gym in the backyard. Once he comes over, we stretch out, and begin bench pressing. We usually shoot the shit for a while when we work out, mostly talking about girls. "Hey, did you happen to see that ass on the girl at the beach yesterday?" Will asks me. "Did I? Dude, I was staring at her and her friends all day. We should've gone over there and introduced ourselves. Especially to her" I reply. "She looks like someone who wouldn't mind being tag teamed, am I right?" Will fires back. Will and I have always joked about having a devil's threesome with someone, but we have never really gone through with it. "Hey, if I saw her again, I'd gladly tag team her with you. I wonder if she lives near by" I respond back. After a several minutes of bench pressing, we have moved on to other workouts, doing bicep curls, and pull-ups off the bar hanging from the back of my house. It's a hot day outside, almost ninety degrees, and WIll and I are drenched in sweat. "What's next? Push-ups?" Will asks. "Yeah, we have to do three sets of a hundred" I answer. So we start doing push-ups, and after we get done with our second set, Will taps me on the shoulder and glances towards the hole in the bushes. "Hey Jesse, do you see that?" "See what?" I ask. "I think there's a girl watching us behind those bushes" he claims. I squint to look through, and I notice a familiar face watching us workout. She's running her hands over her big chested breasts. Is that who I think it is? "No shit! I think that's the girl from the beach, man" I whisper to him. "Let's do this final set for her, and then invite her over" WIll suggests. "Deal". We pump out a hundred more push-ups, both staring right at her. By now, she knows we are looking right at her, so she walks through the bushes, with her fingers in her mouth, and then slides them down her shorts, rubbing her clit while she watches us. By the time we have finished, we walk over towards her, and introduce ourselves. "Hey, I'm Jesse and this is my friend WIll" I say to her. "Pleasure" Will says as he walks closer in on her. She says nothing, just continues rubbing her clit and staring at our bulging, sweaty muscles. "Hi" she says through her little moans, "My name's Sarah". It was almost a struggle for her to say her name, because we've moved in closer on her, and started flexing our muscles for her. Her moans have gotten louder, and we can hear her fingers moving around on her wet clit. "Would you like some help with that?" I ask her. She nods, not even being able to say yes. There's a look in her eyes that she is already close to coming. I look at Will and give him a smile. "Looks like it's about time we do that devil's threeway". He nods his head and smiles in agreement. Sarah let out another moan when she heard that we both planned on taking her at the same time. I pull her hand out from her shorts, and slide her fingers into her mouth, while Will undos her bikini strap. Her breasts plop out from the straps, and they look bigger than I expected. At this point, her nipples are erect, waiting to be played with. Will and I each grab one of her tits and start sucking on her nipples. "Mmmmm" Sarah moans loud in pleasure. I slide my hands down to her shorts, and unbutton them, sliding them off of her legs. "Not even wearing any panties, I see?" I say to her. She gives me a smile and a shrug. "Must have known something like this was going to happen" Will says, muffled by her breast in his mouth. I slide two of my fingers in her pussy, and go as fast as I can. At this point, her soft moaning has turned into a scream. "Oh my, please don't stop, I'm gonna come! Keep going, please please please!" Sarah screams. I keep going until I feel her thighs shake, and her pussy clenches around my fingers. "Ohh my, I'm coming!!!!" she's screaming as loud as she can, and I can feel her come running down my hand. She comes so hard that she collapses down into the grass, panting in relief. But we're not even close to being done with her. "My turn" Will says with a big grin on his face. He lays Sarah out onto her back, and throws her legs over his shoulders, putting him in between her legs, and he slides three of his fingers into her. "Oh my", Sarah starts to moan again, and I move up towards her, and start making out with her. She grabs my hand and licks her come off of it. "Mmm, I love the way my pussy tastes" she says as she looks at me, biting her lower lip. I go back into making out with her, and she slides her hand down my chest and abs, stopping right on the bulge of my erection outside of my pants. "And what do we have here?" She asks. "Why don't you pull them down and find out" I say back to her, giving her a stern look. Sarah moves up onto her knees, and Will gets up and stands on the other side of her. She grabs his bulge too. "Well well, looks like I really have my work cut out for me, don't I?" She asks the two of us. "You really do babe" Will says back at her. Both of our shorts come down, and her eyes light up as she is presented with two large size cocks that are all for her. "Hmmm, I guess it's a good thing I love sucking cock" Sarah says, biting her lip and rubbing her tits. She grabs a hold of Will's cock and starts stroking it, while she puts mine in her mouth. Her other hand makes way down to her clit, and she starts rubbing it while she sucks me off and jerks off Will's cock. "Shit, this feels good" I say as I look down at her. She gives me a smile with her eyes, as she pushes my cock further down her throat, and I hear her gag a little, and she slides it out, with a huge amount of spit following. The spit runs down her chin, dripping onto her tits. She switches hands, now stroking my cock, and looking over at Will, wanting to put his cock in her mouth. Will teases her for a little, refusing to let her have it, hitting her on the cheek with his erection. "Give it to me, please" Sarah begs. Will complies and shoves it in her mouth, pushing it all the way down her throat. Grabbing the back of her head, he pumps his cock in and out of her mouth, fucking her face. More and more spit comes out of her mouth, dripping onto her chin. I notice she is still rubbing her clit with her free hand, so I decide to help her out. "Get up" I order her, "but keep his cock in your mouth when you do". She obeys and stands up, with her back bent straight over, so that her ass is facing me, and her face is still being fucked by Will. I bend down and spit on her pussy and give it a little spank, followed by a hard one her right ass cheek. I hear her moan muffled over the sound of Will's cock ramming down her mouth. I spit on her asshole, getting it nice and wet so I can slide my thumb in there. I slide it in for a minute or two, but then get up and put my cock into her dripping pussy. She screams as I pump in and out of her faster. Now, Will and I are Eiffel Towering her, and we look at each other and give each other a high five. Sarah's moaning has picked up louder and louder, and she takes Will's cock out of her mouth. "Fuck me in the ass, please" she begs. So I comply, and I slide my cock into her ass. Her ass is even tighter than her pussy, and I feel it clenching with every spank I give her. At this point, Will has taken his cock out of her mouth and lays down on the grass. "Come over here and sit on my cock" he orders her. I pull my cock out of her ass and she goes and sits on Will's cock and bounces on it hard. "Jesse, come put that cock in my mouth, I want to taste my ass" Sarah says to me. I go over, and without hesitation, she takes me deep down her throat, moaning on my cock. She licks all of her come off of my cock, and gives me a loud, sloppy blow job. More and more spit keeps coming out of her mouth, and now her tits are soaking wet in her own spit. I give them a nice squeeze, and then pull my cock out of her mouth and slap her across the cheek with it. She gives me a smile, so I give her another one. "Lean down so I can get into that ass of yours" I order her. "Yes sir" she says back. Oh, I like that. She leans into Will, and puts her ass up, while still riding his cock. I ram my cock back into her ass and give her a few more spanks. By now, her screams are echoing through the backyard, and I'm almost concerned if anyone else is hearing what is going on. But, I really don't give a shit. Will and I continue to fuck her hard, making her come over and over onto his cock. "Oh fuck! I can't stop coming!!!" She screams at the top of her lungs. "Fuck me harder, come on fuck me!" she belts out. Will and I continue to fuck her in both of her holes, until we are on the verge of coming as well. "Stop, quick get off and get on your knees" Will says to her. She hurries off and gets on her knees, and Will and I stand up and aim towards her face. "Oh shit" we both say, simultaneously as we both blow our loads onto her face, covering her in our own come. Just when she thinks we're done, more and more come keeps shooting out onto her face, covering her in it. "Holy shit, this is so much come" she says as we see her smile underneath her glazed face. Once again, she grabs both of our dicks and cleans off all of her come, and our come, getting every last drop out of it. "I don't think I've ever had so much come on me before" she says as she rubs it all off and licks it off her hands. Now her face is cleaned up, and she managed to get almost every last drop into her mouth. "You two taste delicious. I'll have to stop by again sometime. Maybe I'll bring a friend next time" she says to us with a smile. "Or maybe we'll have more friends over next time too, and we can all share you" I say back to her. "That sounds much better" she says as she pulls her shorts back on. Will grabs her bikini top so she can't get it. "We're going to keep this, and you can get it next time, when you come over with your friends" he says with a grin. "Deal" she says as she bites her lower lip. "Till next time boys". She winks at us and blows us a kiss, and then retreats behind the bushes, back where she came out from. "Fuck man, that was amazing. Wanna grab a beer or something?" Will asks. "Hell yeah man, first rounds on me". We grab our clothes and head back inside.