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Health Club

By: J Park



Jake and I moved to our new neighborhood about six months ago. We had spent the previous 10 years of our marriage in the Midwest, so a Florida suburb was somewhat new to us. We enjoyed the mild winter; no more snow was fine with us.

We are both in our early thirties. Jake is 6'1" well built and quite handsome. My name is Sandy. I am 5'5", with long blonde hair, and maintain my figure through frequent work-outs at the health club.

Our new health club is only two blocks from home, so I usually walk. The new club has all the equipment to maintain conditioning; and there is also a lot of socializing. That's how it all started.

There was a group of seven couples that I noticed usually worked out together. All of them were attractive and had nice bodies thanks to their many hours at the club. They all seemed to be in their late twenties to mid-forties. Primarily the women, but quite often the men came to the club at about the same time, on the same days. I wasn't employed yet so I spent a lot of time at there. Watching the group I noticed that they all seemed to be the best of friends. On the infrequent times that Jake went with me he also noticed how much fun they had with each other, laughing and joking as they went through their exercise routine.

Going through my routine one evening I looked up as one of the women was standing next to me. We both smiled as she mentioned that I had become a regular at the club. I explained that it was so convenient for me, and that I liked to keep in shape. 

Looking back at the three other women from her group, she asked if I would join them in the club's juice bar after completing my routine. Knowing that Jake was working late I said "sure, I would love to." 

After showering the five of us got a table. I had only looked in the bar before, never having actually gone in. 

As we each picked out our drink I was introduced to the other women. I tried to remember all their names, knowing that I wouldn't. I did pick up on the fact that Judy, a striking tall blonde in her mid thirties, and her husband Jim owned the club, and had been in business for about three years. Everyone was quite nice to me as we discussed all kinds of things. 

For the next month I saw several of the women almost every time I went. They were all very friendly, but only occasionally did the work-out end with a visit to the juice bar. It seemed that whenever the group socialized after the work-out I was invited; and I tried to attend as often as I could. Having no close friends in the area, it was nice chatting with friendly people.

Jake was pleased that I had gotten in with the group. He had made friends at his new job and wanted me to be happy in our new town.

On a Tuesday evening Judy mentioned that the three girls there, plus two of the men would be going to the bar afterwards, and asked me to join them. I had no other plans so I said "count me in". 

After a quick shower we pulled two tables together and selected our drinks. The two men, Sam and Mike sat with there wives Susan and Janet. I was getting better with the names. As we were sipping our drinks Susan, a petite girl with a very pretty face, asked me if Jake and I would like to attend a small party at the club after it closed on Saturday evening. She said that it would be just drinks and dancing, so we should eat before coming,

Needing to see if Jake had anything planned I said that I would certainly like to; and would let them know by tomorrow. Susan gave me her cell number. 

Jake had no plans and thought it would be nice to socialize with the group. He commented "they all seem to have such a great time together sober; what would they be like after a few drinks?" 

Saturday evening Jake and I had a light dinner before showering and getting ready. I wore a short black dress and Jake wore slacks and a polo shirt. Jake joked "we clean up pretty good for Midwesterners."

We arrived at the time we were told, however the party was in full swing, and we were the last couple there. The bar was now stocked with liquor, beer, and wine.

Everyone was having a good time, and we hadn't been there for more than two minutes before Sam asked me to dance. I said "let me get a drink first, but you can have the first dance". As Jake was fixing us a drink Judy and her husband Jim came over to welcome us to the party 

The music was loud and everyone was dancing and joking around. I found Sam and told him I was ready; so we proceeded to the dance floor. Over the music he told me how glad everyone was that Jake and I decided to attend, and that we seemed to fit in well with the group. 

Jake and I both had a lot of fun. Everyone seemed to make a point of talking with us, and we got to know them much better. 

At about 10:00PM Judy stopped the music and thanked everyone for coming; however it was time to close so they could get the club ready for business tomorrow. 

Judy declined our offer to help clean up, but again told us how nice it was having us there. 

Living only two blocks away, Jake and I started walking home. A block away Jake looked back and noticed that no one else had come out of the building. We assumed that it was just old friends saying good bye. We both commented on having an enjoyable evening. 

I continued my work-outs at the club, and now Jake seemed anxious to attend with me. Before the party I had to coax him into going, but now we were part of the group and automatically joined them on whatever machines they were using. 

About a month after the first party Judy invited us to the next one, planned for Saturday evening, and we both eagerly accepted.

We arrived at 8:30PM as instructed; finding that, as before, we were the last ones there and the party appeared well under way. Mike and Tom, both fine looking men, asked me to dance within the first few minutes of our arrival. 

After saying hello to everyone I found Mike, the first to request a dance, and he escorted me to the dance floor. As I looked back I saw Jake dancing with Judy at the bar. 

Mike pulled me closer than anyone had at the previous party, and I felt the beginning of his erection as our bodies touched. Looking back, Jake was dancing cheek to cheek with Judy so I decided to just enjoy. Mike's hand moved to my butt just as the music stopped. I smiled as we parted, thinking that he was getting a little frisky from the alcohol, nothing that I hadn't experienced before. 

I danced with Jim next, as another slow romantic song came on. It seemed the music was slower than at the last party. Jim also held me close. Jake seemed to be enjoying himself as he and Susan danced with her head on his shoulder and both arms around his neck. Our eyes met and we smiled at each other. 

As the evening progressed, and more drinks were consumed, I think my butt was felt by every man there except Jake. I thought it was just good natured fun, and I did like the excitement of being involved in something naughty. Jake was having a good time. At one point I saw him talking with Judy at the bar, as she laughed and briefly ran her hand over his crotch, apparently making a point in their conversation. 

The party ended as before, with Judy announcing that they had to clean up for tomorrow's customers. Everyone had consumed a lot of alcohol and I got a hug and or a kiss from all the men. They seemed to have lined up just for that purpose. Jake got the same treatment from the women.

Walking the two blocks to our house, probably more staggering than walking, we looked back and noticed that, as at the last party, we seemed to be the only ones leaving the building.

The following week I was doing my work-out routine with Judy and Susan. Near the end of it Susan asked if I would join them in the juice bar. They were both seated when I walked in and both smiled and motioned for me to sit across from them. 

After some small talk Judy said they had something important for me to consider. She continued "what we are about to discuss is a secret and no matter what you decide you have to promise never to discuss it with anyone other than Jake." Not having a clue what she was talking about I agreed.

Judy started by explaining that before moving to Florida she and Jim had operated a swingers club up North. Upon arrival in Florida they opened the fitness club, intending for it to be no more than that. 

Judy continued "Sam and Susan joined the club and became good friends. After a party one evening things got out of hand and we ended up sharing partners. This went on for awhile and then Tom and Pam joined the group. It proceeded that way until we had eight couples. At that time everyone agreed not to expand any further."

Susan added "a few months ago Dennis and Helen moved to California, leaving us with seven couples. Since most of us make our social plans around our monthly parties, all seven couples are usually in attendance; and an odd number is inconvenient for some of our activities. We had a meeting with all seven couples and unanimously agreed to ask you and Jake to join us. You might say that the last two parties were an interview."

I didn't know what to say and sat there in shock. Judy continued "I know this is a total surprise to you, so don't feel pressured to answer. A couple of the men had lunch with Jake today, so you don't have to explain anything to him. Take your time and get back to us when you decide." 

All I could think to say was "can you give me some idea of what the activities are?" Judy replied "I don't want to get too specific; however we have a lot of fun at all kinds of things. I will tell you that each of the women has been with each of the men more than once." 

After a pause to let this sink in she continued "You and Jake have to analyze your feelings and desires. Consider jealousy issues carefully. Also consider that men are often very possessive of their women, and while it might be fine for them to do it, it isn't fine for their wife to get involved." Susan added "either way you decide we will still remain friends. Don't make any decisions based on fear of loosing the friendship of the group."

Anxiety overwhelmed me on the walk home. My head pounded with my own thoughts, and wonder of how Jake would react. 

Jake smiled as he met me at the door with a hug. "I understand you also had a meeting today" he said. "I thought it strange when Sam called with an invitation to lunch. What did the girls tell you?" 

I explained what I was told; as much as I could remember. Jake said "well what do you think?" I responded "quite honestly I have mixed feelings. I know that I should say "no way! Absolutely not! But we do have fun with the group. My ass has been fondled by every man there. They told me that the biggest problem is usually possessiveness and jealousy by the man. What do you think?"

Jake responded "they told me the same thing. Maybe we should think about it for a few days." I told him that I planned to stay away from the club until we decided. 

For the next couple of days we made mention of the subject but had no meaningful discussions. 

I was at home when Jake returned from work. After his usual kiss he said he had some thoughts he wanted to share with me over a cocktail. I rushed to fix them, wanting to hear what he had to say. 

"I've given a lot of thought as to how I would feel seeing you with someone else. I've tried to visualize; imagining how I would react. I think it would be OK; and I know it wouldn't diminish my feelings for you. I think we should accept their offer, but with the understanding that we may drop out after one party."

Many thoughts crossed my mind as I put my arms around him. "Okay, I'll go to the club tomorrow." 

After a sleepless night I went to the club at my usual time. I immediately saw Judy working at the weights. She smiled as I approached and said "Hi! Want to join me?" I replied "I'm very nervous, can we talk now!" She led the way to the empty juice bar.

Immediately after we sat down I nervously said "we want to take you up on your offer, but with the understanding that we may drop out quickly." Judy replied "we wouldn't have it any other way. You may find it's not for you."

She took my hand, knowing how nervous I was and said "the rules are simple:"

"Total secrecy."

"You can meet other couples in the group outside of the club, although I don't know that this happens much, if at all."

"Attendance at a party must be as a couple. If someone can't attend, their spouse doesn't either."

"No one is required to do anything that they don't want to do." 

"The most important thing is; no sexual contact with any other member unless your spouse is present and, or gives consent." 

My head was nodding as she spoke. She smiled and added "the next party is Saturday night; now let's get back to our work-out. Oh, by the way, arrive a half hour earlier this time; we don't need the time to talk about you, and you can stay until the party's over. Although you didn't know it, you left in the middle of the last two parties."

Preparation started on Friday for me. Wanting to look my best I went shopping and bought a mid thigh red dress with short slits on each side. It was low cut and showed some cleavage, although I consider my legs to be my best feature. I found matching panties and bra, and a shirt for Jake that would show off his muscular build.

Late Saturday afternoon we started getting ready. Both of us were obviously nervous, and seemed to touch and kiss at every opportunity. Jake suggested that while I showered I might want to trim my pubic hair. "Thanks" I said. "That hadn't occurred to me." 

We walked the two blocks to the club and arrived just as two other couples drove up. As we walked in everyone greeted us warmly, welcoming the new members of the group.

The bar had again been stocked with alcoholic drinks and Jake proceeded to fix one for each of us. As the soft slow music started everyone was either dancing or joking around as they mingled. I danced with several men and Jake with several of the women. I noticed that the first few times Jake danced he was asked by the woman. As the evening progressed and he consumed more drinks he started asking them.

Everyone was having a good time as the drinks started having an effect. Janet was the first to lose her top. She was on the dance floor jumping up and down, apparently making some point to Sam about a woman's tits bouncing. Everyone started laughing and a couple more tops came off. The party was in full swing. 

As we stood there laughing Judy walked up. "I don't think anyone has told you but in the aerobics room we have spread out eight soft mats and turned the lights low. You'll see people coming and going, and that's probably where they're going."

She continued, "last week after you accepted our offer we put each of your names on a paper in two bowls, along with six blank papers in each bowl. Each man pulled a paper out of your bowl Sandy, and each of the women got a paper from Jake's bowl. The winners will be approaching you at some point. You can go with them or not, as you wish. We wanted to spare you the pressure of everyone being after the new kids and you having to make decisions. If you'd rather approach someone else feel free. Have fun!"

As Judy walked away we looked at each other, wandering who had "won us". Jake said, "Oh what the hell. Let's have another drink and enjoy."

Various degrees of nudity was now the norm, and I started seeing men and women leaving the bar together just as Judy had told us.

Looking around I noticed something odd. Of the sixteen people present, only two people still had all their clothes on, other that Jake and me. I found Jake and whispered in his ear "its Jim and Pam. Look; both are still fully dressed."

I felt myself getting sexually excited thinking of being with Jim. Given my choice I would have probably picked him; over 6', a muscular body, with a very pleasant outgoing personality. I couldn't imagine Jake having a problem being selected by Pam, a very pretty, petite blonde with large tits and a very sexy body.

I next danced with Tom, who had his shirt off and was enjoying rubbing his bare chest on my still clad breasts. Jake was now dancing with a very drunk Janet. He was laughing as she rubbed her bare tits all over him. 

Across the floor I noticed Jim and Pam talk briefly, probably about Tom and Janet being so forward, then head our way. I was close to Jake so I mouthed "This is it. I love you." His mouth moved silently as he said "I love you too."

Pam approached Jake and Janet as he danced with the near nude woman. Janet was now openly massaging his crotch with her hand and I could see that it was having the desired effect on him. Had I not been so nervous with Jim approaching I probably would have laughed hysterically. Pam asked Janet if she could cut in. Janet was not so drunk that she forgot the drawing of the past week, so she stepped aside and said "sure, I've got him warmed up for you." 

As Jim approached he asked if he could have the next dance. I took his outstretched hand and could feel the sexual tension build for both of us as we started to dance. It didn't take long for him to move from the conventional way of holding me to having both hands at the top of my butt. My arms seemed to go around his neck of their own free will as we danced like this for several minutes.

Feeling him gradually pull me closer, my arms tightened around his neck. I could now feel the beginning of his erection. As he held me close I felt his leg start to move between my legs, rubbing my mound in a very pleasant way. 

Looking across the floor at Jake and Pam it was obvious what her intentions were. She was snuggled up to his chest moving her abdomen against his hard cock as her hand slowly massaged his back. 

As Jim and I continued what had become more foreplay than dancing he whispered in my ear "I'm sure my wife told you about the drawing we had last week. Fortunately I was the winner. I hope you're not disappointed." I moved my mouth to his ear and after a quick lick of his earlobe whispered "I'm absolutely thrilled that you won." 

We continued to stimulate each other on the dance floor as my stomach rubbed his now completely stiff cock. I was sure that the crotch of my panties was soaked from his leg rubbing between my legs. 

Jim whispered in my ear "You were also told about the set up in the aerobics room. Would you go there with me?" "Yes I would like that" I replied. 

As we walked out of the bar area, with Jim's arm around my waist, I looked back briefly and noticed that Jake and Pam were gone.

Walking down the hallway we passed Jim's wife Judy walking hand in hand with Pam's husband Tom. After being in the aerobics room together Judy had apparently retrieved her panties but no bra and Tom had put his boxer shorts back on. I noticed Judy give her husband a quick smile and a wink as she and Tom proceeded back to the bar.

Approaching the aerobics room with Jim's arm around my waist I felt my knees go weak, and I started to tremble. Jim stopped as he pulled me toward him and asked "are you all right?" Putting my head on his shoulder I replied "yes, just first time jitters. Please be patient with me." He smiled and kissed my cheek as we continued walking. 

Judy had been right about the lights being turned low in the aerobics room. We had to stop just inside the door and wait for our eyes to adjust before we could see anything. After a short time I was able to see the mats spread around the floor. They were spread about six feet apart. I could see movement on three of them and was sure that Jake and Pam were on one of the three.

Thankfully Jim took my hand and directed me next to a mat away from the three active ones. I didn't want to be close to Jake and Pam right now.

Jim turned me until I was facing him and we kissed passionately as our tongues found each other. As his hand moved to my thighs I put my hand between us and gently massaged his cock. Breaking the kiss we both stepped back and slowly started removing our clothes. Unlike what I thought it would be like, neither of us was in a hurry. We just enjoyed watching what seemed like shadows of each other in the very dim light. 


Health Club



Then we were standing totally nude, two feet apart as our hands met in the middle and he pulled me close. As I was gently guided onto my back on the mat he moved to his knees beside me. Starting at my ear his tongue moved to my neck, then to my breast as he gently licked, and then sucked each nipple. 

My hand found his rigid cock and I slowly massaged the underside with my finger tips. Jim's very talented tongue moved to my belly button then bypassing my slit gently moved to my inner thighs, slowly up one and down the other.

As his tongue found my open pussy I nudged him over me. His tongue was driving me crazy as I started to gently lick his cock. I could feel my orgasm building and I took as much of him in my mouth as I could.

I'm sure Jake recognized my scream, if he and Pam were still there, as I pushed my pussy against Jim's face.

Jim turned around as I somewhat recovered, quickly burying his cock in my wet hole. We were no longer gentle with each other. He pounded furiously as I spread my legs as far as possible and my arms wrapped around him, pulling him tightly to me.

I screamed again as the second orgasm overcame me. I heard Jim moan as he pushed in and filled me with his cum. We held each other tightly as I felt his cock continue to spasm deep inside me. 

After a while Jim rolled off of me, bring me with him until we were both on our sides. We continued to embrace as he whispered in my ear "thank you, that was fantastic". I pulled him tighter and gently kissed his lips. 

When we finally got up, each of us found our pile of clothes. Noticing that he retrieved only his underwear I had to make a decision. Do I go back to the bar to meet my husband in just my panties, as I had seen many others do, or do I get fully dressed? Jim seemed to sense my dilemma as he reached down and found my panties and bra. Then he reached to the other side of the mat and picked up a robe. In the dim light I hadn't noticed it.

I put the robe on and we made our way out of the aerobics room. Two of the mats appeared to be in use as we left. 

I'm sure everyone saw Jim and I return to the bar but they all acted nonchalant, as they continued their dancing or conversations. I'm sure this was by design so the newcomers wouldn't feel self conscious.

Seeing Jake across the room I walked up to him, curious as to what his reaction would be. I almost laughed when I noticed that he and I were the only ones wearing robes. Out of consideration for us they must have preselected the mats that we would be using and placed a robe next to each one.

Jake smiled as he put his arm around my waist, pulling me to him. I felt much less apprehensive now, as we briefly kissed. 

It was getting late as people started retrieving their clothing, which were now spread throughout the building. Jake and I consciously went to the aerobics room separately to reclaim our clothes. It didn't seem appropriate to go in together. 

As couples started leaving there were lots of kisses and hugs, although many would see each other the next day while working out. I guess it was because they wouldn't see each other in this context for another month.

Jake held me tight as we walked home and I wondered how much of what happened tonight would be discussed between us. 



Health Club



Kathy had always been proud of her firm, trim, sexy body; but now after 5 years of marriage she was becoming a little concerned. She was only 32, far too young to become a dumpy housewife. If she was starting to lose her youthful figure, her husband Billie had already lost his. Only six years older than her, he had a pot belly, shortage of breath, and becoming lazy. His main form of entertainment was watching TV.

"Billie, here's an introductory offer for the Sapphire Health Club. A couple can get 3 workout sessions with a trainer for only 100 dollars. The trainer will work with you to help you get back in shape. Since every person is different, each person is assigned a personal trainer."

"Ahh honey, I don't want to do that; besides I'm in OK shape."

"You're not; you get out of breath just climbing the stairs."

"But I work hard and I want to relax when I get home. You can go if you want, just leave me out of it."

"If you don't go with me, I'll move you out to the spare bedroom. I don't want to sleep with a fat slob anymore. You don't think I give you enough sex now; well guess what, in the spare bedroom you'll get none."

"OK, OK, don't make a federal case of it, I'll go."

The club was right downtown, large and modern. The receptionist that took their money gave them a tour of the facilities. It had several exercise rooms, a pool, and massage rooms. It also had a lunch café and a bar. She said their trainers will carefully monitor each customer giving him or her advice on what exercises are best for their development.

After the tour she introduced the trainers assigned to each of them. Billie's trainer was named Olga. She was a big woman, not fat but muscular. She was tall with big breasts and a stern look on her face. "Come along, your hour has begun so let's get started. Next week come with gym shorts. I would've thought you knew that much. All I can do this week is put you through your paces to find out what kind of shape you're in. Looking at you, I'd say pretty poor."

Next she introduced Kathy's trainer. "This is Frank and he'll be your personal trainer." He was tall but slim and muscular. You could see his abs and muscles showing through his tight T-shirt. He had a devastating smile and sparkling dark eyes. "I'm so happy to meet you," he said, holding her hand much longer than necessary, but she kind of liked it.

Kathy changed into her exercise shorts and T-shirt and joined him in the gym. He had her do some light exercises, feeling her muscles and observing her breathing patterns. "You're in wonderful shape; you'll make my job easy." He was laying it on pretty thick but she still liked what he was telling her. "I'm going to put you on the tread mill to test your stamina and then on the weight lift machine to check your arm strength. After that, I'll give you a massage to relax your tired muscles." When the exercises were over he said, "Go into massage room #4 and strip down to your underwear. Leave your panties on, but remove your bra. Lay down on the table on your stomach and there is a sheet you can pull up if you wish." She kind of liked obeying him.

She removed her clothing and lying on the table almost naked, she felt kind of uneasy but kind of excited too. He came in, pulled the sheet down to her waist and with warm oil on his hands massaged her neck. Then he moved his hands to her shoulders and digging his finger into her tight muscles started massaging her. It kind of hurt but it kind of felt good too. Next he shoved the sheet down below her ass and started massaging her back. He was digging his knuckles into her back as he rubbed her. This kind of hurt too but she found it very relaxing. Then with the sheet down to her feet he started massaging her legs. This felt really good as his hands massaged her tired legs but became more of a caress as he massaged her thighs. His hands would stop close to her pussy and then retreat down her legs. Every time he massaged her thighs he would come close but never touch her panties.

She was annoyed with herself because she was starting to feel aroused and spread her legs a little. He could at least massage her legs a little bit higher than he was; after all her muscles next to her pussy needed some attention too. She was really starting to enjoy this when he said, "OK the massage is finished; get dressed and I'll see you next week. She would have liked the massage to go on a little longer.

When she got home she was feeling kind of horny but also annoyed with Billie, and she wasn't sure why. "Now did your first workout go?"

"It was terrible. She put me on a tread mill machine to test my stamina. She started slow but kept increasing the speed and the incline. When I asked her to turn off the machine, she just laughed at me. She told me to stop being a wimp and increased the speed even more. I was near exhaustion before she turned off the machine.

"That's the same thing Frank did to me, but I didn't cry like a baby and complain the way you did."

"The next thing was even worse. She wanted me to lift a weight to test my arm strength. She had me lay on a mat beneath a barbell holder. She added some more weight and told me to hold the barbell as long as I could and then place it back on the holder. The weight was way too heavy for me to hold it and I couldn't push it up far enough to put it back on the stand. When I asked her to help me she was gone somewhere. I couldn't hold it up so the barbell came down on top of me pinning me to the mat. I couldn't lift it nor slide out from under it. I called and called for her but she didn't show up for about 20 minutes. She said it was her coffee break time, but she said don't worry about it, I'll give you an extra 15 minutes next week."

"I did the same thing only on a weight machine. I bet you enjoyed your massage though."

"That was the worst of all. She sent me into the massage room, said take off all your clothes and stand by the massage table. When she came in she looked me up and down and with a smirk on her face said, "Is that all you got; you poor thing? Lay on the table on your stomach." I did as she asked. What I got was a beating, not a massage. She used the sides of her hand to beat my back, arms and legs. It felt like she was hammering me and it hurt. Then she said she would finish with a "circulation stimulator." I couldn't get a good look but it looked like a whip to me. It had a handle with about a dozen long leather strips protruding from it. She started beating my back and my ass with it and it hurt a lot. I asked her to please stop but she said not until the massage is over. When she finished beating me she said turn over and I was afraid she was going to beat me again. She said, "You don't have a stiffy for me. Most boys like you enjoy my massages and hope I'll jerk them off, but you're not even hard; what a pussy you are." One thing I know for sure is that I'm not going back to that place."

"I got the same hard hand massage as you did from Frank, and it was kind of stimulating. I think you're making up the rest just because you don't want to get in shape. Olga is right, you are a pussy. Fine, I'll go alone next week and you can move into the spare bedroom."

"OK, OK, I'll go with you."

The following week she decided to wear her silk panties, so sheer they hid practically nothing. She was ready for her workout but what she looked forward to the most was the massage. After her workout when he asked her if she was ready for her massage she said, "That's the best part." The massage started out the same as last week only this time he asked her to turn over after massaging her neck, back and thighs. The hot oil on his hands made it feel really good when he massaged her shoulders. Next with fresh hot oil he massaged her stomach, her sides and her breasts. His massaging hands on her breasts made her nipples hard and her pussy wet. His thumbs would rub her nipples making them itch for more attention. With more hot oil he started on her thighs, this time often touching her panty covered pussy as he massaged her upper thighs. She tried to encourage him by jerking her hips each time his fingers brushed her pussy, but he didn't accept the invitation. Next he moved down to her feet and massaged them. That felt good too but after being teased she wanted his hands back where they were before. She could tell it was not only her that was aroused because she could see his bulge through his soft workout pants; so what was he waiting for? "See you next week at the same time."

When they got home, she was still agitated at Billie and she wasn't sure why; until she realized she wanted to get fucked, but not by Billie. "So how did it go today Billie?" 

"That woman is a sadist. She had me lay on my back and she poured scalding hot oil on me, and then she rubbed it into my sensitive skin. When she massaged my lower body she would yank my cock and squeeze my balls. A couple times I cried out because it was so painful."

"You are soo wimpy. Frank did the same to me and I didn't complain. So are you going back with me next week or moving to the spare bedroom?"

"Please, don't make me do this. Olga is a sadist; she enjoys hurting me. Every time I cry out in pain, I can see her smile."

"I already told you, you don't have to go. Just have your things moved out before I get home on Friday. That Friday she put on a little makeup and a dab of perfume. When she got to the door, Billie was waiting for her. "I thought you weren't coming."

"I changed my mind," he said in a quiet voice and turned his head away, but not before he saw the smirk on her face.

The exercise routine was only about half over when Frank said, "You are coming along nicely. I have already achieved your exercise objectives for today. If you like we can quit now and spend the extra time in the massage room."

"I would like that," she replied.

With hot oil on his hands he concentrated on massaging her breasts. Every so often his hands would drift down to massage her thighs, making casual contact with her panties before going back to massage her breasts again. She was so horny she could scream. The next time he massaged her legs, he teased her by letting his hands briefly massage her pussy through her panties before pulling away to massage her legs. Why didn't he just tear off her panties and fuck her? What was he waiting for? The next time he lightly touched her pussy she bucked and squirmed to try and increase his contact with her pussy.

She knew he wanted her because she could see the outline of his hard cock through his soft workout pants, so what was he waiting for? Finally, finally he made contact. At first his hand was just cupping her mound, massaging it. That felt good but when he started inserting first one then two fingers into her panty covered pussy she squirmed and bucked against his fingers. He stayed outside her panties, but her soft silk panties added to the thrill of his fingers penetrating her. He was standing close to her head while he finger fucked her and she could clearly see the bulge of his cock through his trainer pants. She reached over and started to masturbate him through his pants. She could feel it jerking and throbbing.

Tugging on his cock, she said, "Come closer. When he was close she pulled down his pants enough to expose his cock and she put it in her mouth and started to suck. She had done this to a couple guys in college but never since. Billie had asked her several times if she would after he had sucked her pussy to orgasm, but she always said no. This time she wanted to pleasure Frank because he was bringing her close to an explosive orgasm. When it came she sucked harder bringing Frank off in her mouth.

Frank was all apologizes. "I'm sorry Kathy, I wanted to pull out but it just felt so good I couldn't."

"That's OK Frank, next time you can do me. I had better be going now; Billie will be waiting for me at the bar." Walking over to Billie she decided to give him an open mouth French kiss with exchange of saliva. Now why did I do that, she said to herself; you are a bad, bad girl. "Buy me a drink hon. I need one after my workout.

"So, how did it go?"

"Good, I especially enjoyed my massage to relax my muscles. So how was your massage?"

"I told you she's a sadist. This time she had me on my stomach, and she had something like a ping pong bat to beat me with. It was not a massage, it was a spanking, and when I complain that it hurts, she beats me even harder. Then when I turn over on my back she pours that hot oil all over me including my private parts and it really stings."

"Frank had me on my back also, but I can't say it hurt. I think we are both getting the same massage, and you're making up all the rest because you don't want to go, but it's OK, you don't have to go anymore and you don't have to move out of my bedroom."

"Thank you, thank you Kathy."

"You can thank me tonight in bed by licking and sucking my pussy. You know I like that and you have been ignoring my needs." That night in bed after getting off twice on his tongue she said, "You are so good at that Billie that we are going to limit our sex life to that. I know it doesn't do much for you but that's your punishment for being so wimpy at the gym. I'll let you know when I consider your punishment is over and that you can fuck me again."

A couple days later when she opened the mail there was an invitation for them to spend a full day in a spa resort hotel, owned by the same people that owned the health club. Because they were members of the health club they were offered a special reduced rate. It included a hotel room, all meals, therapeutic massage, mineral water hot tubs and lectures on healthy eating. Invited guests would have their personal trainers also there to continue their personalized exercise programs. "This is wonderful Billie. For us we have to go this Thursday, the day our trainers are there; otherwise the offer is null and void. Let's accept the offer and I'll consider your punishment period over. Even if you don't want to go, I'm going anyway." Billie didn't want to see that sadist Olga again, but he knew Kathy was mad at him and if he stayed home it would just make her madder so he agreed to go.

Check in time was 1pm and they were there waiting. Three couples had been invited that had Frank and Olga as trainers and 3 other couples were there that had two other trainers. The hotel room was great. They had a separate bedroom, large balcony and the bathtub had water jets you could turn on. It also had a schedule of events for the day. 1pm to 2pm was lunch in the buffet restaurant; 2 to 4 was swim and relax at the pool, and 4 to 5:30 was a nature walk. Then 6 to 7:30 was dinner and meet and great your fellow guests who had the same trainers in the restaurant; 7:30 to 9 was meet and greet your personal trainers and 9 to10:30 was entertainment in the lounge, and after that guests were encouraged to get an early night's sleep.

Kathy was all excited and telling Billie to hurry up and get changed or they would miss lunch. He didn't think much of the lunch; there was hardly any meat. They had salmon sandwiches and some thin sliced pepperoni, but all the rest was fruit and vegetables.

Next was the pool. Billie didn't care much for swimming but Kathy was anxious to try out her new bikini. All the other women seemed to be wearing sensible one piece suits; only Kathy and one other woman seemed to want to show off their bodies by wearing skimpy bikinis. Kathy dragged him into the pool with her but she only stayed 5 minutes before getting out and laying on her lounge chair to get some sun with her top undone. She dozed and relaxed on her lounger but she had Billie going for drinks or bringing snacks from the hotel bar. He also had to buy her sun tan lotion from the hotel store and massage it into her skin. She told him he was doing a good job but Frank did it better.

Then it was the nature walk. Billie said maybe he would skip that and have an afternoon nap, but she insisted. She said the whole idea was for husband and wife to get away and enjoy the beauty of nature together. She also said they both needed the exercise. That was easy for her to say. She had relaxed on that lounge chair for most of the afternoon, even having a brief sleep at one point. It was Billie that had done all the running around. She even made it worse when at one point they were climbing a hill and he was breathing hard trying to keep up she said, "Billie, are you so out of shape you can't even keep up to me?. I think you need more sessions with Olga."

Finally it was dinner time. Billie was quite happy to sit down and relax in a chair after his long walk. They met the other two couples at the table reserved for the six of them. One couple was Amanda and Freddie. Amanda was a tall beautiful brunette with a cute ass and a half open blouse showing a lot of cleavage. She was the one they saw at the pool in a bikini. Freddie was a lot shorter and looked as out of shape as Billie did. It was easy to see she wore the pants in the family as she had him pull out her chair for her, pour her wine and look at her for approval before pouring his own. What a wimp Billie thought.

Of course the conversation soon got around to their trainers. Both women thought Frank was terrific. Billie said he didn't like Olga because she was too rough. "Nonsense," Amanda said. "Freddie likes Olga, don't you honey?" In a hesitant voice he said yes dear. She continued, "I think it's good for husbands to be manhandled once in a while. We don't mind being manhandled do we Kathy, so I don't know why they should complain." The other couple, Courtney and Chuck didn't say much but Courtney tended to agree with the women and Chuck with the men. Billie didn't like all the talk Kathy and Amanda had about how strong and masculine Frank was while at the same time berating Billie and Freddie for not knowing a good massage when they got one. At least Billie enjoyed the dinner, if not the conversation.

The meet your trainer reception started at 7:30. At first all six guests drank cocktails and asked their trainers any questions they had. The trainers explained all the facilities the hotel and spa had and as long as they were members of the health club that they could come back anytime and still get a discount. Olga gave a short talk on the benefits of healthy exercise and added, "Exercise also increases your sex drive, so for you men you had better stay with the program or your wives will leave you behind when it comes to sex."

At nine it was time to go to the hotel nightclub for entertainment and dancing. Courtney and Chuck said they were going to skip that so Kathy and Billie, Amanda and Freddie and the two trainers went. They sat at a table for 6 with Frank sitting on one side between Kathy and Amanda and Olga sat on the other side between Billie and Freddie. Drinks were on the house so liquor flowed in abundance. The two wives were quite interested in whatever Frank was saying, often laughing at something he said. The husbands couldn't hear what he was saying because of the noise from the entertainment on stage, so it was just easier to take advantage of all the free booze and watch the show.

After the stage show was over a combo came on to play dance music. When they played the first song Frank asked both Kathy and Amanda if they would dance with him and they both eagerly accepted. Olga asked the guys but neither one of them were interested. After that first dance Frank took turns dancing with the wives. Whichever one was not dancing would ask Olga about her massages of her husband. Olga told Kathy, "Your husband is a good boy but he complains a lot. To relax stiff muscles you have to pound with the side of your hands, but to listen to your husband, you would think I was torturing him. I bet Frank massages you the same way doesn't he?" 




Health Club



"Yes he does and I find it relaxing and a little bit stimulating."

"Sometimes little boys like your husband just need to be told what to do. They don't understand what's best for them."

Olga asked Amanda the same question. "I like it; it makes me feel good and kind of horny. Does Freddie get a stiffy when you massage him?"

"No he doesn't, but then he doesn't have much to get stiff anyway. That's why I call both of them little boys." They all laughed over that. "Since they don't like massages I can train them to give you the kind of massages you like. You know the tongue can give excellent massages if applied to the proper place. The guys were left out of these conversations as well. They had nothing to do but drink and watch their wives dance with Frank.

When 10:30 came the guys were drunk and Frank helped Billie and Olga helped Freddie to Kathy's room first because that room was the closest. Shortly after arriving at the room Billie threw up and went to lay down on the bed feeling sick and Freddie had passed out on the sofa. Frank said to Olga, "The guys are in bad shape and I'm afraid that if there's a problem their wives wouldn't be of much help. Would you be willing to stay here tonight and keep an eye on these two and I'll take Kathy and Amanda to Amanda's room and make sure they're OK too?" 

"I'll do it but I'm not sleeping in that bed that Billie might get sick in and Freddie is passed out on the sofa."

"OK, we'll roll Billie off the bed onto the floor and lay him on the carpet beside Freddie giving you the bedroom."

Kathy and Amanda heard all of this but they made no protest. In Amanda's room Frank said, "We had an interesting day but I think we should all get a good night's sleep now."

Amanda asked, "Kathy and I can sleep in the bed but our room does not have a sofa the way there's does, so where are you going to sleep?"

"That bed is big enough for all 3 of us to sleep in."

"But we don't have any pajamas or anything with us. We would have to sleep nude in bed with you," Kathy answered.

"If you girls are shy," Frank replied, "I'll turn my back while the two of you get undressed and into bed; then I'll get naked and sleep between the two of you." They did what he wanted without protesting. "I'll give each of you a goodnight kiss and then we had better get some sleep." He kissed Amanda first. They did some open mouth kissing and his had moved to her breast while continuing to kiss her. She moaned a little pressing her breast harder into his hand and her hand moved down to lightly massage his cock.

Kathy spoke up. "Hey enough of that, it's my turn now." Amanda's hand squeezed his cock about 3 times before she let go. While he was kissing Kathy she took his hand and moved it to her breasts, making him caress her by moving his hand in a circular motion and then shoved his hand down between her legs allowing him to finger her pussy. His fingers sent sparks through her pussy and made her nipples throb. She groaned as she had her orgasm.

Amanda heard her groan. "Hey you are giving Kathy more time than you gave me, so it's my turn now." This time when Frank turned to her, she pulled him on top of her. She could feel his cock rubbing against her pussy mound and stomach but he wasn't getting it in. She squirmed around trying to get Frank in the right position to penetrate her but he was too high up still kissing her. Finally she had to say, "Frank, make love to me." He changed his position and her pussy welcomed his cock. His thrusts into her did not go much deeper than her husband's did; but what made a huge difference was it was bigger around so his bigger cock stretching her pussy walls, was giving intense stimulation. Grabbing him by the ass she bucked up against him trying to get him deeper if she could but mainly to feel the thrill of his bigger cock rubbing against her inner pussy. Her groan of satisfaction was easily heard by Kathy.

"Frank, you had better do me too or I'm going to tell Freddie you fucked his wife." He turned to her and easily penetrated her soaking wet pussy. Kathy was getting the benefit of both a longer and bigger cock than her husband. She was bringing Frank quickly to the point of no return. She would thrust against him when he pushed into her and her pussy would grip his cock on each outstroke. She had her legs wrapped around him and her fingernails digging into his back as she had her orgasm making him cum deep in her pussy. Billie had never excited her this way.

Frank stayed in her until his cock shrunk. "You two are going to wear me out. Now we have had a busy day so let's all get some sleep."

In the morning both Kathy and Amanda woke up to the sound of Frank taking a shower. When he came out naked, both women stayed in bed looking for round two. "Get up you two, I told Olga we would be back by 8:30 and it's already past 9:00."

They got back to Kathy's room to find Olga fully dressed sitting on the sofa and Billie and Freddie, both wearing only their shorts doing sit-ups. "Your men are in terrible shape. I'm going to need at least 3 months to get them anywhere near the shape you want them to be. This morning I sat on their backs and had them crawl around the room 3 times. This is close to the perfect exercise because it strengthen their arms, legs and back. It's also good for their heart and circulation, and their lungs and respiratory system. This is something the two of you could do each morning to help me get them in shape, especially if they are a little out of breath from that tongue action we talked about.

"To listen to them whine and complain, you would think I was humiliating them instead of giving them a beneficial workout. I was sorry I didn't have my paddle with me, the one I use on my husband when he gets out of hand. If I had I would have whipped their sorry asses. That's something the two of you should get; nothing fancy, a Ping-Pong bat does nicely. Of course it works much better on a bare ass which is another reason I suggest you do this exercise first thing in the morning. You can make a game of it where both of you have fun. Call it "Horsy" and ride them like a jockey and beat their ass if they are not preforming right or going fast enough to please you.

"Now as I recall, the health club has a special 3 month price but all 4 of you have to attend. That means the wives would still be getting the personal attention of Frank, but I'm sure they won't mind that."

Almost in unison Kathy and Amanda said, "Sign us up."

Story by Omega



Health Club Adventures Vol. 01



NOTE: This is my first attempt at writing an erotic story... please give me feedback on this forum to help be to decide if I should continue?

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Have you ever been to a health club or gym? Most of us have...the last decade has seen an increased public awareness in health and fitness, and more people than ever are going to these places to try to get in shape.

I founded my business ten years ago, just when the health club craze was starting. I had graduated university with a business degree and a minor in kinesiology, so a health club was a perfect fit for me. I built the gym in an area of town that had good real estate value and was close to both the downtown and the sprawl of apartments where many university students lived. This strategic positioning has proven to be vital to the success of my business.

The university has decent health facilities that are available to students for a cheap rate, so if I want to get the students in, I have to offer them huge discounts. This might not sound like good business to you, but it is -- nothing will draw in the lunchtime professionals (who pay a high membership rate) like having a group of hot university girls doing an aerobic session on the other side of a glass wall. And the hot young football studs working out is like a magnet to the stay-at-home soccer moms (who pay a high membership rate) who like to work out on the treadmills or elliptical trainers and watch these young sweaty muscles working out on the free weights.

As you can imagine, all of this flexing and sweating can make for a very sexually-charged environment, from which lots of interesting situations can arise...

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It had been a long and busy day at the club. Our membership had been growing every year, and everything was going very well. My accountant was getting happier by the month, but all of this success meant many long days at a desk keeping up. As the light faded from the sky, I shut my computer down, grabbed my running shoes and headed out for a run to work out some kinks in my muscles. Walking up to our front desk, I didn't see Clarissa, the girl currently on shift. I leaned over the front counter, and saw Clarissa bent over folding towels. She wore baggy jogging pants that rode low on her hips, and while she was bent over I could see the band of a pink thong with white lace trim where it rode up the crack of her tight, sexy ass.

I cleared my throat to get her attention, and told her I was going for a run and she should lock up when she finishes her shift. I waved to her as I left the building.

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Clarissa watched her boss leave the gym and start his stretches outside on the bike rack. He had to be way over thirty years old, but for an old dude, he was hot. She liked the look of his taught calves, thighs and buns as he stretched, preparing for his run. His six-foot frame was well muscled (an advantage of owning a fitness club, I guess), and he kept his dark hair closely cropped, showing off his good looks. He lived about a mile away, and shoe knew that many nights he jogged to and from work instead of driving. Seemed like a nice guy, but she hadn't gotten to know him well yet.

She had been working here at the club for almost six months... it's a great part-time job for a student -- close to the university and her apartment, so she could walk to and from work, and many evenings the traffic is light enough after the after-work rush that she can get some studying done. As a first-year university student, she was appalled by how much work they expect you to do. Last year in high school, she was able to coast through and get good marks, but not anymore.

An added bonus working here is, as an employee, she gets free use of the facilities when she's not working. Since starting here, she's been very pleased with the shape she's gotten into. She's never been chubby, but her exercise routine here at the gym has helped to chew away the last of her baby fat and leave her lean and tight. She was aware of the lustful stares she's been getting from the male students in her classes, and it made her tingle to think of what those boys would like to do to her given the opportunity.

Finally, at ten o'clock, the last of the members left and she got up to lock the front doors. She went through the club, room by room, turning off lights and collecting dropped towels. Her last stop was the change rooms to collect the last of the towels.

With a grunt, she dropped the last load of wet towels into the laundry hamper. The cleaning crew would be in at around 4am to get started on the mountain of towels, but until then, the gym was quiet and still. Clarissa rolled her shoulders and rubbed the back of her neck. Maybe a soak in the spa was just what she needed to loosen up her muscles and help her sleep. She walked toward the ladies' change room, but stopped herself as she remembered that the spa would be out of service until the new pumps were installed next week. With a wicked smile, she figures, what the heck, she'll use the one in the men's room. As she walked into the men's room, peeling her clothes off as she went, she could feel herself getting wet thinking about her bare ass sitting on the same seat as all those hot, naked jocks that parade through here all day.

She folded up her clothes and hung them up on a hook by the spa, normally meant for towels, to keep them dry. All of the lights were off in the change room, except for the emergency exit lights, one at the door into the gym and one at the door into the shower stalls, illuminating the shower area. The spa was blanketed in shadows, and Clarissa marveled at the exquisite feeling of the hot water caressing her as she immersed herself in the hot, still water. She didn't turn the bubbles on for fear of getting too relaxed and falling asleep.

She closed her eyes and let her mind drift.

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Covered in sweat, I looked at my watch as I slowly walked to the gym's entrance. Wow, I had been running for over an hour. It's amazing how you can lose track of time when you're in the zone. The front lights were off and the parking lot empty, so I figured that Clarissa must have locked up and gone home. Whoever worked the closing shift was responsible for shutting everything down and making sure the building was empty before locking up. I smiled as I thought of her. What a knockout! At almost five-foot-six, she isn't tall, but she has an incredible set of legs that make her look taller than she is and that end in a firm, round ass. Top it off with a gorgeous face, long brown hair, and what looks like a perfect set of 34Cs, and you've got a woman worth having! I'd had many of our long-time make members go out of their way to mention how nice it was to have a fox like her at the front counter. They said it gives them extra incentive to get in shape! I'd have to think about giving her a small raise to keep her on over the summer between her school semesters.

I slowly walked around the empty parking lot, cooling down. After a few minutes and a few easy stretches, I was ready to stop. I grabbed my keys out of my pocket and went inside. I had to grab a few files that I had to take home for a morning meeting tomorrow, but first, I needed a shower to clean up.

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The sound of the shower turning on startled Clarissa from a doze... she had nodded off sitting in the darkness, feeling the hot water swirling around her naked body. She opened her eyes and looked into the light of the shower room. Someone was in there!

She started to climb out of the tub, and then realized her predicament... her clothes were all hanging on a hook over fifteen feet away, and she hadn't brought any towels with her to the tub. Nervously, she sank back into the water hoping that whoever was in the shower area would leave without seeing her.

A large figure walked out of the shower area, his shadowed silhouette framed in the doorway. She could see it was her boss. Damn, she had thought when he left for his run that he was gone for the day. It looks like he came back to cool off after his run. He walked over to his locker, near the shower room door. She could still see him, but not as clearly as when he was in the lighted shower room. His face was hidden in shadow. Clarissa quietly moved to the back corner of the tub, deeper into the shadows, and watched breathlessly as he started to take off his clothes only twenty feet away from her.

His back muscles flexed as he peeled off his wet t-shirt. With a lazy motion, he bent at the waist and pushes his running pants and underpants off in one motion. Clarissa's eyes widened at the sight of his naked buns in the light. Oh, man did he have a great ass! She stifled a nervous giggle, and moved her hands to her bare breasts, tweaking her nipples. Her pussy began to tingle in excitement. Watching him move in silence, she reached down and gently slid her fingers between her lips, glad for the smooth feeling she's left with after shaving her pussy bare.

He folded up his clothes and left them on the bench beside his folded towel. He turned into the light and walked to the shower. Clarissa gasped at her first glance at his cock. His cock had to be almost six inches long where it swung between his legs, side to side as he walked into the shower room and out of her line of sight. She could only imagine what it would look like, hard and throbbing with need.

She heard the sound of the water on tile change as he stepped beneath the spray. Now was her chance to get out and get dressed.

She stood from the tub, letting the water drip from her quaking, nude body. As scared as she was of being discovered, she had to admit to herself that she was turned on like crazy! She gave her clit a quick tweak and shivered at the feeling. She tiptoed over to her clothes where they hang, hoping he didn't come back out of the shower to get anything. When she reached her clothes, she looked out of the corer of her eye and gasped. She could now see straight into the shower room, and there he stood in a cascade of light, naked and glorious, with the water pouring over his muscled frame. She stared again at his thick cock and marveled at its size. His eyes were closed, his head tilted back with the water running over his face. He ran his hands through his hair, and then down over his body. Clarissa sucked on her bottom lip as he ran his hands over his cock. He slowly began to rub along the length of it, making it twitch. She couldn't resist, she dropped her hands to between her legs and began to rub herself as she stood, naked in a shaft of light, and watched as her sexy boss began to jerk himself off!

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I let the water pour over my head and forced myself to breathe deeply, unwinding from the day. The sound of the shower was soothing, relaxing... I didn't usually come in here during the day, as the traffic makes it impossible to relax. Plus, it's hard to maintain a professional relationship with my clientele while they're staring at my cock.

To put it bluntly, I've got a pretty big cock. I never realized how big until I started to notice people's reactions in the showers at school, at the neighbourhood pool, and what not. My first serious girlfriend in high school almost screamed when she saw it for the first time.

Don't get me wrong, I'm not complaining. But I find it somewhat limiting sexually, since I have yet to find a woman who can take my cock down her throat without choking, and none of my lovers have ever let me anywhere near their ass! Most of my lovers can only take me halfway before it starts to hurt, so next time when you're buried hilt-deep, take a second to appreciate how lucky you are!

I lowered my hands to my penis and slowly began rubbing it. I find there's no better way to relax after a hard day than to have a nice quick orgasm before bed.

After a moment or two, I could feel myself beginning to harden. I know a few guys with big cocks that, when they get a hard on, they just get harder, not bigger. Not me. When I'm aroused, my cock nearly doubles in both length and girth, to a solid ten inches long and nearly two and a half inches across.

I began to run my wet hand up and down the length of it, gently, letting it get rock hard. With a lazy smile, the thought of Clarissa drifted into my head. I could almost imagine her on her knees before me, swirling her tongue across the head of my cock, those big brown eyes staring up at me with her thick brown hair framing that angel's face.

My cock was now hard as a rock, standing straight up and swollen. My clenched fist began to get into a rhythm, my hips moving gently as I imagine her stripping for me, removing her clothes one piece at a time, dancing seductively. In my mind, her breasts stood proudly out from her chest above her flat, lightly-muscled stomach. She reached her hands up to caress the bottoms of her breasts, gently flicking her rosebud nipples with her fingertips. Teasing me with her eyes and her fingers, my fantasy slowly slid her hands down to her slim waist, and down, further, pretending to try to hide herself from my lustful stare. In my mind, Clarissa was shaved bare and smooth, with delicate lips that were swollen from her desire to feel the velvet steel of my manhood entering her.

My breathing quickened, as did the pace of my fist.

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Clarissa's fingers began to delve into the tight embrace of her pussy as she watched the spectacle before her. She could see every inch of her boss' cock as it pumped in and out of his hand. His rod was so big he couldn't have hidden it with both hands (not that she wanted him to hide it by any means!). She leaned herself up against the wall of the change room and started to match his rhythm, trying to guess what that monster would feel like thrusting inside of her instead of his own fist. Her toes began to tingle and curl as his hand picked up a quicker pace, the movement of his hips becoming more urgent. She could feel her juices running between her fingers as she moved back and forth between fucking herself and rubbing her clit between her soaking fingers.

Her breathing became panting as she tried to time her orgasm to match his. His hips began to buck urgently as he came, thick ropy jets of semen spurted from the glistening, purple head of his cock as he threw his head back, lost in ecstasy. Clarissa gasped, jamming her one cunt-honey covered hand into her mouth to stifle her groans as her own orgasm tore through her body. Her nipples ached as she continued to thrust her fingers into her clenching love tunnel, again and again, until her knees gave out and she slid, almost insensate, down to the wet tile floor.

The shock of the cold wet tiles on her base ass and throbbing pussy shocked Clarissa out of her daze... SHIT! She was sitting here in a puddle of her own pussy juices, naked, only twenty feet from, and in plain sight of, her boss where he stood naked in the shower with cum dribbling from the end of his slowly softening penis.

She stood up and made a quick grab for her clothes, about to run from the room. She stopped, turning with a mischievous grin, and snuck back to the bench where his clothes lay. She grabbed his folded towel and ran from the room. She ran naked out of the change room and out of the building... she would get dressed in the back alley and then run home. She now found she was the one in need of a shower to cool down!

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As the convulsions of my orgasm began to subside, I opened my eyes and winced in the brightness of the shower. Wow, that had been incredible. I had almost been able to feel Clarissa's eyes on me as I imagined here staring up at me, urging me on as I fucked her tight cunt. I had never had an orgasm that intense before.

I shook off my lethargy as I washed my spunk from my hand and from my throbbing cock. Rinsing once more, I turned off the shower and walked to my locker, looking for my towel.

Instead of finding my towel, I found a set of small, wet footprints on the floor. I followed the tracks back to the spa tub, and to the wall of towel hooks where I could swear I could detect that maddening scent of pussy. As I looked up from the tangle of wet footprints on the floor, I found a pink thong with white lace swinging from a towel hook.

I smiled as I realized that Clarissa must have come in for a tub after locking up, and must have been in the tub when I came in. Instead of leaving, she had peeked in on my erotic display. I crouched down to the floor, and the smell of her was even stronger. She must have been so turned on, she pleasured herself here while watching me do the same to myself. The thought of that sexy little minx rubbing her pussy while watching me jerk off brought my soldier back to life.

I took the panties from the hook and went back to my locker to get dressed. Now this was going to get interesting!

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Health Club Adventures Vol. 02



Have you ever been to a health club or gym? Most of us have...the last decade has seen an increased public awareness in health and fitness, and more people than ever are going to these places to try to get in shape.

As you can imagine, all of this flexing and sweating can make for a very sexually-charged environment, from which lots of interesting situations can arise...

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I sat in my office, idly toying with a pink thong ringed with white lace. The scent drifting off the panties was maddening, and my cock was beginning to stir just thinking about how I came into possession of them. My office door was closed, blinds drawn, so I didn't have to worry about someone coming in to find me fondling a pair of pink panties. My office is quite large, with a long wall of windows that overlooks the spacious, open floor plan of the gym so I can keep an eye on what's happening in every area. I have a casual meeting area off to one side with a sofa and a couple of love seats, and a bar at the back. My desk and computer is in the other corner with a couple of chairs facing it for more formal meetings.

Last night, I came to my club after hours following my evening jog and ducked into the shower for a quick wash... it turned into a quick wash and a good tug as I stood in the shower and thought about my sexy young employee Clarissa who had locked the club up for me at the end of her shift. After I left the shower, I found that Clarissa had (unknown to me) been in the spa tub when I came in (the tub in the ladies' change room was out of service) and she had watched my actions in the shower. It turned her on so much she masturbated while watching me, then fled before I could find her there, but she left behind her panties (accidentally, I think, but I'm not sure).

I lay in bed last night, pondering on how best to proceed. Technically, I could fire Clarissa for being in the club after hours when she should have been gone, but I just couldn't bring myself to do so. She was a good employee, seemed like a nice kid, and after all, he didn't think that she had been peeping on purpose, it just sort of happened innocently on both our parts. I just couldn't get the image of her naked, rubbing her pussy while she watched me jerk off. I was getting hot again just thinking about it.

Clarissa's shift was due to start later this afternoon, so I'd just have to see what the day would bring.

...

Clarissa stared at the clock on her bedroom wall with anticipation. Her shift at the gym started in less than an hour, and soon she'd be seeing her boss again. Although this time, it would be under drastically different circumstances! She lay on her bed, rubbing her fingers across pussy, thinking about the events of last evening. It was as if the image of him standing naked in the shower with his massive cock in his hand had been burned into her brain. Every time she closed her eyes, she envisioned his cum spurting out from the glistening purple head of his cock and splattering onto the wet tile – she only wished it had been splattering across her face and tits!

She got up to get dressed for her shift, and once again wondered where her panties were... she had run out of the gym naked last night with her bundle of clothes in her arms so as to not risk him coming out of the shower and finding her, but when she got dressed, trembling, in the back alley, she didn't have her panties. Oh well, they must have fallen from her arms as she ran through the alley in the dark.

...

"Hey sweetie, how were classes today?"

Clarissa smiled and hugged her friend Lori. She and Lori had hit it off the first day they worked together at the gym. They had both been the "new girl" (although Lori had started a week or so before Clarissa), so they both learned the job at the same time. Since they were both students, quite often they wound up working the same shifts, which was nice as it helped to pass the time quicker (even though Clarissa got more studying done when she wasn't working with Lori!). They were even talking about getting an apartment together for the summer and next year, so Clarissa could get away from her bitch of a room-mate.

Clarissa tucked her bag behind the front counter and clipped on her name tag. "Pretty good," she replied, "except my psych prof is being a hag."

Lori laughed out loud, "I warned you!" She had taken the same class from the same professor last year and had warned Clarissa that she was a real shrew.

"But," Clarissa added, "at least we've got spring break coming up. Have you decided what you're doing for the break?"

"Not yet. Mark's still planning to go to Florida with his beer buddies, so you can count me out. Last time I went anywhere with those animals, they kept trying to get me drunk enough to enter a wet t-shirt contest!" Lori was giggling with her arms crossed in front of her chest. If I had tits like yours, Clarissa thought, I'd be showing them off everywhere!

Lori was a few inches shorter than Clarissa, and had her straight, strawberry blonde hair cut in a cute pixie cut. She weighed maybe one hundred pounds, but Clarissa figured that nearly twenty pounds of that was all tit! She was at least a 36D racked onto a tight little frame. Clarissa couldn't understand why, with a sexy body like that, Lori always seemed shy and embarrassed about herself. Whenever they worked out and showered together, Lori would move with quick, nervous gestures, and would stare at the floor until she was done and was always the first one out of the showers. Clarissa wasn't into women, but if there was a pussy in the world that she'd like to have, it was Lori's.

Lori watched Clarissa log onto the front computer so she should update her membership logs. Her big blue eyes followed the curves of Clarissa's arms and upper torso, and her heart fluttered.

Lori had been dating Mark for almost a year, but she didn't see much point in continuing... Mark was becoming frustrated as Lori's reluctance to take their relationship to the next level by moving in together. Lori couldn't tell him (she could hardly admit to herself) that every day she realized that her desires and sexual appetites lay in another direction. Her pussy ached for Clarissa's touch! She could hardly stand to look at her when they showered together after their workouts... Clarissa was so easy going and comfortable with her body, that Lori had to focus on the floor to avoid ogling her sexy friend. Of course, the way Clarissa moved and almost flaunted herself, she thought Clarissa might not mind all that much if Lori did ogle her!

Clarissa finished her data entering tasks and grabbed the laundry basket to make her rounds collecting towels. She just walked past her boss' office, when his voice rang out, "Clarissa, could I see you for a second?"

Just the sound of his voice sent shockwaves through her pussy... she had always found him attractive in an absent-minded sort of way, but ever since she saw him stroke himself off in the shower, all she could think of was his massive prick!

...

"Hi Terry," Clarissa said to me as she came into my office carrying the laundry basket. Was she blushing, or was it the late afternoon light coming in through my office windows?

"I just wanted to thank you for locking up last night," I began, my tone friendly and professional. Let's see if we can get anything out of her, I thought to myself. "I didn't get back from my run until late, and was glad to see everything was shut up tight when I got back." I stood up and turned to pour myself a fresh coffee from the pot behind me, making sure that I was in profile to her so she could see the bulge of my cock in my dress slacks. I had a mirror on the left wall of my office, and could see Clarissa clearly in it as I poured my coffee... her eyes were glued to my cock, entranced, and her face flushed a deeper red. That was all I needed to see to be sure it was her last night in the change room with me.

"When you locked up last night," I said, sitting back down with my coffee, "did you make sure the club was empty?" My eyes met hers over the lip of my cup as I took a sip. I let the question hang in the air.

"Quite sure," she answered blushing even further. "I did the rounds as usual, shutting down all the monitors and the equipment, and gathered the towels." She glanced at the floor and cleared her throat, and continued, "I also took a dip in the spa in the men's change room before I left, I hope you don't mind, I was only in there for a minute but I needed to unwind before bed."

I smiled at her nervousness. She was just so damn cute, and I could swear that she was starting to get turned on; her nipples were starting to poke out through her gym shirt.

"No problem at all," I answered. "I came back for a quick shower after my run," I explained, "and I had thought it looked like someone had been in there recently. I know there's nothing like a nice soak in hot water after a long day to get you ready for bed."

She agreed, smiling. I could tell she thought she was in the clear. It was time to lower the boom.

"I'm only asking because we've had some trouble with security the last while in this neighbourhood. One of the businesses down the street that's open late like we are got held up a couple of weeks ago, so that's why I had the security camera's installed."

Her smile started to slip. "Security cameras?" she asked.

"Yep. I had them installed last week throughout the building, especially at all of the entrances. The cameras are all digital and run 24 hours a day." By this time her smile was gone along with her blush. In fact, her face was becoming very pale indeed.

I reached up and turned my computer monitor so she could see it. There, frozen in time, in perfect 4.0 mega pixel digital clarity, was a shot of her stark naked with her crumpled bundle of clothes clutched under her arm as she fled the men's locker room heading hell-bent-for-leather for the front door. Caught in mid-stride, you could see her beautiful bald beaver in all its glory. You could even almost tell how swollen her labia were. My cock was throbbing at the mere sight of her. I was finding it to be very erotic to have her standing fully clothed before me, and yet to be revealing to her a very nude photo of herself.

"Ohmygod," she whispered. I could tell she didn't know what to do. The poor kid was almost in tears.

"Listen," I said calmly, hitting a button to clear the screen, "don't worry about it."

"But Terry, I..." she started, but I held up my hand to stop her.

"I mean it, don't worry. It was an accident, no harm done. Right?" I ducked my head to try to make her look at me. "Right?"

"Of course it was," she answered immediately. "I mean, I was in the tub and sort of drifted off and then when you came in I was scared you'd be mad so I sat still hoping you'd leave and then you didn't and then I couldn't and then..." she was babbling and starting to shake, so I stood and walked around from behind my desk, my erection very prominently pushing out the front of my pants. Ah, there was the blush back again, good.

I took her hand gently and moved her over to sit on the sofa before she fell down. I sat down on the arm of the sofa beside her, my hands on her shoulders. The bulge in my pants was even more accentuated now from this position, and was only a foot or so from her face.

"Listen, Clarissa, "I said as I gently rubbed her shoulders through her shirt. I could feel that she wasn't wearing a bra underneath. "There's nothing to be embarrassed about," I told her. "I'm not mad."

She looked up at me, her big eyes all teary and wet. "You're not?" she asked.

"No, I'm not. In fact, I'm kind of flattered. It's not every day I get a sexy young thing like you checking me out while I'm in the shower."

Now the blush was back in full force. She giggled nervously. "Sexy?" she asked.

"Are you kidding?" I asked her, incredulous. Did she really have no idea how gorgeous she was? "Honey, you're a knockout." I stood up from the arm of the sofa. This time she was a little more confident, almost daring, as she peeked another glance at my crotch.

"You're very nice to say so," she said, looking up at me. "So I'm not fired?"

"Of course not," I told her. God, I couldn't believe how turned on I was right now, just thinking of what her face must have looked like, clouded with lust, as she rubbed herself while watching me. Did she moan when she came, or was she the type that stuffed her mouth into the pillow? I wanted to pull my cock free and feed it to her, inch by solid inch.

"I told you when you started here that the facilities were yours to use anytime you like, and I meant it. Now go ahead back to work and I'll see you later, OK?"

She stood and straightened her clothing, nodding, once again staring at my cock through my pants. She turned to leave.

"Oh, Clarissa, I almost forgot something," I said, walking behind my desk and opening my desk drawer. I handed her a pair of pink panties, with a dainty little feminine white lace trim. "You might want these back."

This time she didn't drop her eyes from mine as she smiled a very sexy smile and took her panties back. She turned and left the room.

Oh, I definitely had to keep her on staff, I thought as I rubbed my cock through my pants. There's no way I was letting her go anywhere.

-- end.



Health Club Adventures Vol. 03



Have you ever been to a health club or gym? Most of us have...the last decade has seen an increased public awareness in health and fitness, and more people than ever are going to these places to try to get in shape.

As you can imagine, all of this flexing and sweating can make for a very sexually-charged environment, from which lots of interesting situations can arise...

.....

Lori was finishing her last couple of minutes on the treadmill, breathing heavily, slowing her pace as the treadmill slowed. She was covered in sweat, and her hair stuck to the back of her neck. She wiped herself with a towel, and looked at Clarissa in disbelief.

"How big?" Lori asked.

Clarissa had just told her about an incident that had happened a couple of nights after she locked up the gym following her shift. She had gone for a soak in the spa in the mens' change room once everyone was gone, and wound up getting a show of her sexy, older boss in the shower. What was so amazing, and what Lori was having a hard time believing, was the size of his equipment.

"I'm not kidding, Lori!" Clarissa laughed. She held her hand almost a foot apart. "This fucking big!" She giggled and blushed as two male club members walked by and smiled at the two girls. She was aware that the two of them together struck quite a picture... Clarissa was taller with long brown hair and a model's figure, while Lori was shorter, blonde, with a smaller frame, but with a great pair of tits on her.

Lori shook her head in wonder, and looked at her friend. Clarissa claimed that she just saw him naked in the shower and then left immediately, but Lori suspected there was more to the story than that.

"And you just left?" Lori asked her again. "You've got this big, hunky guy starkers in the shower right in front of you, and you just walk away? I know you better than that."

Clarissa looked at her friend and smiled. There was no way that she was going to admit to Lori that, not only had her boss been naked, he had put on a show, quite unaware, and jerked him self off while she had been watching. And there was NO way she was going to tell Lori that she had gotten so turned on that she had masturbated herself standing in the shadows watching her boss.

"Yep, that's me, the picture of restraint," she said, shrugging and grinning.

The treadmill beeped, signaling that Lori's workout was over. She stepped down and wiped herself off. Clarissa had finished her routine a few minutes earlier, and the sweat was starting to dry on her smooth skin. "Ready for a shower?" Clarissa asked.

You have no idea, thought Lori with a twinge of guilt. She and her boyfriend Mark had been fighting the last couple of days, and the more she fought with Mark, the more it reinforced her desire for Clarissa.

As they walked together to the women's showers, Lori marveled at Clarissa's body. Slim and tight, but at the same time with all of the curves right where they belonged. Lori didn't think there was a woman that she had ever met who was more striking than Clarissa. She thought she was really in love, and it wasn't with Mark.

The girls walked into the locker room and grabbed fresh towels. They walked to the back corner where the staff lockers where, and began to peel off their soaked workout clothes in silence.

Lori always got nervous around Clarissa when they were naked. Part of it was her desire for her friend, but also because Clarissa's figure made her feel awkward. Clarissa was perfectly proportioned, with long, lean limbs and beautiful breasts. Lori, on the other hand, felt like her chest made her a freak of some sort.

Clarissa glanced at her shy friend as the stripped. She marveled again at how Lori could not want to show off her stuff. Lori was like a pixie, with the blonde haircut to match, but with a perfect pair of 36DDs. She's like a wet dream come true, Clarissa thought to herself. As she turned and stuffed her clothes into her backpack, she ran her fingers across her bare pussy and shivered with delight. Wet indeed!

Lori glanced over at her naked friend, and gasped when she saw her bald pussy! "When did you do that?" she exclaimed.

Clarissa beamed and thrust her hips out proudly. She had always wanted to shave her pussy, but had never had the nerve until a few days ago. Now, she reveled in the feeling on her bare skin of the cool locker room air contrasting sharply with the hot gaze from her sexy friend. She could see a horny glint in Lori's eyes as they devoured the sight before her.

With a saucy strut, Clarissa turned and walked to the shower with Lori trailing behind her, eyes glued to Clarissa's flexing bare bum.

As the girls soaked themselves under the hot spray, the only other club member, a sexy red-headed soccer mom who worked out at the club three times a week, left the showers leaving the girls to themselves. The lady gave Clarissa a friendly wink as she went by, brazenly checking out the girl's goodies where they were proudly on display. Clarissa shivered with pleasure at the thought of being so exposed. She knew her clitoris and labia were swelling with excitement, and caught Lori sneaking glances while she thought Clarissa couldn't see.

"You should shave your pussy, Lori," prodded Clarissa with a grin. Lori kept her bush nicely trimmed, but had never touched it with a razor.

"I wouldn't know how," Lori answered, shyly. She was having a hard time keeping her eyes of Clarissa's glistening body, shiny and wet, being displayed proudly before her.

"There's nothing to it," Clarissa responded. From the wall dispenser, she pumped a handful of liquid soap into her hand, and began to lather up her body. "The key is to make sure you're all soaped up." She let her soapy hands roam freely down to her pussy, rubbing herself. Her swollen pussy clenched at the feeling, and she wondered how far she could go with this. She gave a couple more rubs, and turned to look at her friend, her face clouded with lust.

"Here, let me show you," she said to Lori. She pumped some fresh soap into her palm, and walked around behind Lori, rubbing her hands together to lather the soap. She cautiously put her soapy, slick hands on her friend's naked skin. She could feel Lori trembling. Slowly, she moved her hands across Lori's tight, flat tummy, working up a good pile of bubbles. Gently, she slowly began to lower one hand to Lori's bush, gently massaging the soap into her trim, downy blonde bush. Lori's eyes drifted closed and her breath quickened. She could feel Clarissa's fingers slowly working their way along her slit. Clarissa's other had slid up to lovingly cup Lori's heavy breast, first one, then the other, tugging playfully on her nipples. A quiet moan slipped from between Lori's clenched teeth.

Clarissa's fingers became bolder, slipping their way past Lori's labia and sliding easily into her pussy. Clarissa was encouraged by how wet Lori was, and picked up the pace of her fingers, fucking her friend's cunt with them. Lori's hands were hanging down by her side, but slowly reached behind her to rub her hands against Clarissa's bare legs, and slowly climbed higher until the first touched her friend's bare pussy. Clarissa's legs almost buckled at that first electric jolt of feeling Lori touching her there, and then she adjusted her stance, moving her feet farther apart to encourage Lori to explore further.

Together, the girls worked their fingers in and out of each others' snatches in unison, quickly bringing each other to the brink, Clarissa's breath heavy in Lori's ear. Suddenly, they both crested, juices soaking the others' fingers, clutching each other in ecstasy.

As the girls held each other, fingers still entangled in the others' pussies, nipples quivering, nerves jangling, the red-headed soccer mom walked into the shower and past them to where she had been showering. She grabbed her bath poof from where she had hung it on the shower hook.

"Forgot my poof," she said with a knowing smile and a wink, licking her lips as she took in the spectacle before her. She walked back out of the showers.

Lori looked back at Clarissa over her shoulder, eyes wide. Staring into Clarissa's eyes, she whispered, "I thought you were supposed to be the picture of restraint?"

Both girls burst into giggles, knowing that this wouldn't be the last time they enjoyed a mutual "shower"!



Health Club Adventures Vol. 04



Have you ever been to a health club or gym? Most of us have...the last decade has seen an increased public awareness in health and fitness, and more people than ever are going to these places to try to get in shape.

As you can imagine, all of this flexing and sweating can make for a very sexually-charged environment, from which lots of interesting situations can arise...

.....

Lori peeked out from behind the door, looking into the corridor between the men's and women's locker rooms. All clear!

She pulled back and closed the door behind her. She was now in the area reserved for the club's therapeutic massage staff and their clients. Technically, she wasn't supposed to be in here, but she had a good excuse prepared just in case. Clutched in her hand, Lori had a pink slip of paper from a telephone message pad. Terry, her boss, had received a telephone call just as he was coming in for his regular scheduled massage... Lori knew it could wait until after his appointment, but this gave her a good reason for stalking around here looking for him.

Although Lori was head over heels in love with her best friend, Clarissa, she couldn't get Clarissa's excited description of their boss' massive cock out of her head... she had to see it for herself. The problem was, she wasn't sure which room he was in.

The hallway before her was lined with doors, four on either side. The club only kept two massage therapists on staff at the moment, but Terry had planned for growth when he built this facility, so that meant at the moment several of these rooms were unused for anything other than storage. The petite blonde walked slowly down the hallway and came to the first door. She put her ear to the door, listening intently. All she could hear was the quiet sound of water running across rocks, with a harp and a pan flute in the background. Damn background spa music, she couldn't hear anything in the room.

She nervously grasped the door handle and turned it quietly. She opened the door a crack and peeked in.

Like all eight other rooms in this area, the room was smallish, being just large enough for a table to hold the assorted massage oils needed, a rack on which the client could hang their clothes, and the central massage table which was draped with towels. There was a small closet against the back wall where spare towels and sheets were stored. Karl, the club's masseur, was standing, leaning forward over the table, his large, strong hands kneading the shoulder muscles of the woman prone on the table, face up. Lori couldn't see the woman's face, but from her red hair, she guessed it was the soccer mom who had walked in on she and Clarissa in the shower yesterday. Lori's pussy tingled with the thought of how naughty that experience had been.

Lori was about to back away and close the door, when Karl casually reached down and rolled back the white towel that was covering the woman's upper chest. Her pert breasts where now fully exposed. Lori's eyes glittered with excitement as she watched Karl's hands slowly move from the woman's shoulders, down to her tits. The woman let out an appreciative moan as his hands began to rub gently around the sides of her breast, squeezing them together, and then letting them fall back down. She had sharp, pointy rosebud nipples that stuck out nicely from her firm mounds.

After a few moments, Karl rolled the towel back further and moved down the table to the woman's abdomen. Lori could see that he was sporting an impressive bulge in his crotch, obviously enjoying his work. The woman on the table had her hands laying forgotten by her sides, forgotten that is until Karl's erection brushed up against her hand as he rolled the towel back further, exposing a smooth, bare pussy mound.

Lori grinned, biting her lip... just yesterday when she and Clarissa had been enjoying each other in the shower, this sexy lady had walked in on them. At the time, she had possessed a smooth, red patch of silky hair on her pussy, but it looks like she must have liked the sight of Clarissa's shaved goods, and it must have inspired her to shave herself bare as well.

Karl's hands confidently moved across his client's stomach, working at the firm muscles just below the smooth surface of her stomach. As he did so, the bulging front of his white pants rubbed again along the woman's hand. Even though the woman was lying on the table with her eyes closed, Lori could see that she was aware of what was touching her hand, since the redhead turned her hand slightly and began to gently caress her fingers along Karl's zipper. Karl didn't react, other than to curl his lips into a knowing smile.

Lori could feel herself getting wet watching this hot scene before her. She lowered her hand and snuck it below the waistband on her jogging pants. She wiggled her fingers past her panties and began to rub herself, sliding her fingers along her moist slit.

The woman on the table was now rubbing the front of Karl's pants more aggressively. She must have been getting the right signals from Karl, as she raised her hand and, by feel, found the top of his zipper. She pulled his zipper down and fished her hand into his pants, pulling his cock free. Karl continued as if nothing was out of the ordinary, and slowly moved lower to begin to rub his client's bare pussy. From where she was standing, Lori could see that Karl wouldn't need any massage oil, since the woman's cunt was already sopping wet. Karl dipped his fingers into her honey pot and began to rub gently along both sides of her labia, spreading her lips apart and then pushing them close together. Each time that he pulled, the woman's legs would roll slightly apart and Lori would get a clear view of her glistening pussy and her swollen clit poking out.

The woman's hand continued to pull at Karl's cock, where it sat hard and stiff in her grasp. Lori could see pre-cum leaking from the tip, and the woman's fingers reached up to wipe at it, lifting her fingers to her red lips, tasting him.

Suddenly, a door at the far end of the hall opened and Lori gasped. Karl looked up from his work and, seeing Lori in the doorway with her hand jammed down the front of her pants, smiled and winked at her. Lori grinned and winked back, and then she stepped back, pulled her hand from her pussy, closed the door, and left Karl to finish with his client.

Walking down the hall towards her was Sheila, the club's female masseuse. Sheila was wiping oil from her hands on a white towel. When she saw Lori, she smiled with a quizzical look on her face.

"Hi Lori," she said. "Can I help you with something?"

Lori didn't know if Sheila had seen her peeking in on Karl or not, but right now didn't really care. Karl sure hadn't seemed to have been too concerned!

"I'm looking for Terry," she answered with a smile. "I have a phone message for him."

Sheila pointed back over her shoulder towards the room she just came from. "He's in the back room," she answered. "I just finished the first part of his session, and now he's got a hot pack around his shoulders. I have a couple of calls to make, and then I'll be back." Sheila proceeded down the hall and out the door at the end.

Lori turned back and walked to the door Sheila had come from. She gently turned the knob and peeked inside.

Terry lay on his stomach, face down, with a long white towel covering his lower back and legs. He had a heavy, warm towel wrapped around his shoulders, and was laying still.

With a mental shove, Lori forced herself to tiptoe into the room, trying to close the door behind her without making a sound. She silently crossed the room to the closet in the back corner, leaving the pink phone message on the table beside Terry's clothes. She could always tell him that she came in and left the note so as to not disturb him.

She opened the closet door, wincing at the squeaky hinges. She turned her head to see if Terry had moved at the noise, but he still lay in the same position as when she had entered. Lori ducked into the closet and, turning, pulled the door closed behind her, again wincing at the noise. Through the closet's louvered surface, she had a clear view of the room before her, but was confident that, in the closet's shadows, she would be next to invisible.

Lori just hoped that Sheila wouldn't need to get any spare towels while she was hiding in here!

A moment later, Sheila entered the room, closing the door softly behind her.

"Terry," she said quietly, "are you awake?"

"Mmm," Terry moaned, rolling his shoulders, "I must have drifted off there. This hot pack feels so nice on my neck."

"Did Lori get you your message?" Sheila asked, lifting the heavy towel from her boss' shoulders. Lori could see that Terry had a very well-developed upper body, his muscles finely toned. She snaked her fingers back down to her sopping pussy, still soaking wet from the show she had seen Karl putting on.

"No, was she here?" asked Terry.

"She said she had a phone message for you," answered Sheila. Turning her head, she noticed the message slip on the table. "It looks like she just left it here for you for when you're done."

"Good," answered Terry, "I'm sure it can wait."

Sheila rolled the towel down from Terry's back, folding it up at the top of his buttocks. Lori could just see the top of Terry's ass, and noticed that Sheila would occasionally glace down appreciatively at her boss' well-formed body. She methodically began to rub his back and shoulders.

Lori was hoping for a repeat of what she saw in Karl's room, but was disappointed. Sheila was nothing but professional in her duties, so Lori continued to play with her dripping cunt to keep the fire burning. She patiently waited for the massage session to finish.

Finally, Sheila told Terry they were done, and she left the room. Terry sat up on the table, rolling his shoulders and stretching languorously. He lazily stood and let the white towel around his waist fall.

Lori gasped, her pussy spasming around her finger at her first sight of Terry's naked cock. Even limp, it hung almost halfway to his knees! She couldn't believe the size of it. Her boyfriend Mark had a very nice cock, but nothing like this monster! She could hardly imagine what it would feel like in her hands, in her mouth, in her pussy!

Terry began to stretch, bending over to touch his toes, slowly working out the kinks from his massage. He had his back to the closet, so Lori had the perfect view of his toned ass as he bent over. She could see his massive balls hanging between his legs. He obviously kept himself shaved, as his buns and balls were smooth and hairless.

Suddenly, he turned and walked toward the closet where Lori was hiding, his hand extended as if reaching for the doorknob. Lori almost choked with fright, and then almost cried with relief when she saw he was reaching for something on the table beside the door.

He grasped a tube of skin lotion and squeezed some into his hand. Lori stood in the shadows, her fingers working on her clit, sliding in and out of her swollen lips. Her eyes opened wide as, only a foot away from her, Terry began to rub the skin lotion into his chest and stomach, slowly working lower until his glistening, cream covered hands began to stroke his cock massive cock.

He worked his hands up and down the entire length of his organ, rubbing the cream in, squeezing it gently with his large, strong hands. Her leg muscles quivering, Lori could feel her orgasm starting to build.

Right in front of her, just on the other side of the thin, closet door, Terry took another glob of cream in his hand and, holding his growing cock in one hand, began to massage the cream into his balls, gently rolling his large, round, hairless testicles around in his palm. His other hand began to slowly stroke his now erect cock, its swollen, glistening head gleaming in the low light of the room.

Lori's knees almost buckled at the force of her orgasm as it exploded around her fingers where they were buried in her pussy. She bit down on the knuckle of her free hand, her eyes clenched tightly closed, trying not to make a sound. Again and again the spasms tore through her as her fingers pistoned in and out, the tight muscles of her inner canal clenching uncontrollably.

Slowly, her mind began to clear, and she was stunned at the force of her climax. She pulled her fingers from her sopping wet pussy and raised her hand towards her lips.

"Here, let me," she heard Terry say as he took her hand and brought her fingers to his lips.

Lori gasped, her eyes springing open in shock. Terry stood before her, naked and gloriously erect, with her dripping fingers in his mouth. He licked her juices from her hand, and stepped back.

"Sorry," he said with a smile, displaying with obvious mirth that he was not at all sorry, "that little show was for just for your benefit. It tastes like it worked."

Lori was too stunned to respond, she simply stood there, the last shudders of an incredible orgasm pulsing through her throbbing pussy, staring at this beautiful naked man before her.

Terry turned and began to get dressed. Lori walked from the closet, closing it behind her. She wasn't sure what to say. "Terry..." she started.

Terry turned, his smile still shining in his eyes.

"Shhh," he said, holding his finger to his lips. "You owe me one," he said with a wink.

Lori smiled back. "I guess I do," she said, her own smile growing, "and I think I know just how to repay you!"

... to be continued! 



Health Club Adventures Vol. 05



Vol. 5 -- a Fiery Conclusion!

Have you ever been to a health club or gym? Most of us have...the last decade has seen an increased public awareness in health and fitness, and more people than ever are going to these places to try to get in shape.

As you can imagine, all of this flexing and sweating can make for a very sexually-charged environment, from which lots of interesting situations can arise...

.....

The last week or so at the club had been one to remember... first, I wound up accidentally getting spied upon while in the shower after hours by my sexy young employee Clarissa. Then, I find another hot employee, Lori, spying on me from a closet while I'm naked for a massage. If this keeps up, I'm going to have to hire more sexy young girls to work here at the club just to keep things spicy! Come to think of it, that's not a bad idea...

A knock on my office door derailed my train of thought. I looked up from the reports I had been going over.

"Come on in," I called.

The door swung open, and I saw Lori standing in the doorway. I smiled at her. Seeing her standing before me in her tight club t-shirt and jogging pants, it was hard not to picture her crouched in the massage room's closet, her knees buckled from the orgasm that just tore through her luscious body, and her fingers, soaked with her own juices, being licked clean by yours truly. My cock twitched at the memory.

"Good evening Lori, what can I do for you?"

The streetlights from the club's parking lot cut through the darkness outside and, through the louvered window shades, threw shadows on the wall of my office. I could hear the large, sodium-vapour lights downstairs turning off one-by-one as one of my staff went through the process of locking up for the night. As any business owner knows, running your own business is not a nine-to-five job, and most nights I am the first one here and the last one to leave.

"Actually, Terry," Lori said coyly, coming into my office and closing the door behind her, "it's more what I can do for you."

The sexy little blonde looked at me with a devilish grin on her face, and slowly raised her hands to her incredible tits and began to rub them.

Smiling, I pushed my chair back from my desk and leaned back, contemplating the situation. My final words to Lori during our massage-room encounter where, "you owe me one." Apparently, she figured this was how she was going to repay me. And you know what? I'm OK with this.

Lori walked around the desk to kneel before me, almost fitting her cute little ass into the area underneath my desk where my legs usually go. With a gleam in her wide, blue eyes, never taking her gaze from mine, she reached for my fly.

I'm proud to say that I was already hard as stone. After the sexually-charged events of the last while at the club, I had been walking around in a state of perpetual arousal, and with equipment like mine, that can be hard to hide.

Lori opened my pants, unzipped my fly, and with me lifting my hips to help, wiggled my pants down to my knees. My solid 10" cock sprang free of its confines and stood proudly, begging for attention. Lori was enraptured, and licked her lips in anticipation.

She tentatively reached out and grasped my shaft, not quite able to get her hand all the way around it. She leaned her head forward and, starting at the base, began to run her tongue gently up and down its length. I leaned my head back, enjoying the wonderful feeling.

Looking down at Lori, I could tell she was enthralled. Not many women know what to do with a cock the size of mine. I know, it sounds ridiculous to hear someone complain that they penis is too big, but it really can be a problem sometimes. Lori, however, seemed to be doing just fine.

Keeping both hands stroking up and down, Lori raised her head and began to swirl her tongue around the head, pulling back the keep the skin tight. She was able to get her mouth around the head of my cock, and was even able to get a little bit of my shaft in as well, but that was it. She began to get into a rhythm of her hands stroking, and her head bobbing. As she worked at it, she was able to get a little more of my length down her throat. I was trying to concentrate on not "flexing" my cock to try to make it easier for her.

Suddenly, another knock came on my office door.

Lori looked up at me and, without breaking her rhythm and with a twinkle in her eye, she slid backwards so she was all the way under my desk. Leading me by my cock, she pulled me in after her. To anyone in front of my desk, it would look like I was seated normally.

I cleared my throat, trying to sound casual. "Come on in."

The door swung open and Clarissa walked in, smiling. The club must have been all locked up downstairs, and Clarissa must have been going somewhere, since she had changed out of her "uniform" of a club t-shirt and jogging pants. She was wearing a light, filmy, short summer dress than hung loosely from her trim body.

Oh, god, did she look hot. Where Lori was shorter and more compact, with a huge chest, Clarissa was taller with medium length brown hair and the tight, firm frame of an athlete. The contrast between the two beautiful young girls was one of the reasons I had put them both at the front desk. They're both very good at their jobs, but being hot sure didn't hurt either!

"Terry," Clarissa said, her voice quiet as she closed the door behind her, "I just wanted to talk to you about what happened last week in the shower."

I was trying to keep my expression calm and neutral, but it was becoming harder to do as Lori began to really work at what she was doing. She was somehow managing to get almost half of my cock down her throat, and the feeling was incredible. Sitting here fucking Lori's throat while trying to pay attention to the fox standing in front of me was one of the hardest (pun intended!) things I had ever done!

"Really, Clarissa," I answered, my voice husky, "don't worry about it."

"It's just that, well, I'm embarrassed to say that I've had a difficult time getting the image of you out of my mind." She was blushing profusely, staring at the floor, and Terry could see her nipples poking through the thin material of her dress, begging for attention.

Below the desk, Lori made a slurping sound as she popped his cock out of her mouth and began to lick energetically at the crown. I coughed to try to cover the sound. She then jammed my cock back deep into her throat and lowered one hand to play with my balls.

I returned Clarissa's blush and shifted in my seat to give Lori easier access to between my legs.

"Well, Clarissa," I said, "I have to admit to you that I've had a hard time getting the image of you soaking in that tub out of my mind."

She looked up at me, her smile wider. Oh, god, what was Lori doing with her tongue?

Clarissa took a few steps closer and sat lightly on the edge of my desk. The hem of her dress rode up quite a way, showing a clean, smooth expanse of thigh. She raised her hand to hook a swash of brown, curly hair behind her ear, and I caught a glimpse down the side of her dress, part of her firm, round breast exposed to my gaze.

Lori's finger began to probe lower, parting my cheeks and rubbing at my asshole. I tried not to tremble as I looked at Clarissa.

Clarissa brought her gaze to mine, suddenly bold. "I hope I'm not out of line, but I have to tell you that the sight of you in the shower, touching yourself, was one of the hottest things I have ever seen."

She lowered her hands to the edge of her skirt and began to lightly rub her fingernails across the bare skin of her upper thighs leaving a trail of goose bumps behind. I could feel my own skin tingling in sympathetic response.

She leaned forward, her dress falling away from her chest, her nipples clearly visible. She wiggled closer, the hem of her skirt sliding up further, and brought her lips to mine. Our tongues tangled in a steamy kiss and I raised my hands to her hair.

As I did so, I accidentally slid forward which had the effect of stuffing all 10" of my erect cock all the way down Lori's throat, and her jamming her finger all the way up my clenching asshole.

I grunted against Clarissa's lips as my orgasm hit me like a freight train, and poor Lori was jammed under the desk, gagging on stream after stream of hot cum jetting down her throat.

When my mind cleared, I was terrified that the poor girl would choke on my cock... I tore back from my desk and stood up, my still hard cock springing out of Lori's mouth, dribbling cum across her lips and down her chin. Clarissa's eyes bulged at the sight of my erect manhood standing free with my pants around my ankles.

I reached under the desk and, grabbing her hand, helped Lori out from underneath. Lori stood, swallowing and coughing at the same time, my cum leaking from her open mouth.

I wasn't sure how to expect Clarissa to react to Lori's presence, but there was now way I could have expected what came next.

"So, sweetie," Clarissa asked Lori with a smile, "is his cum as sweet as you had hoped?"

I stared, dumbfounded, my gaze switching back and forth between these two minxes. I had been set up!

Clarissa laughed, huskily. As Lori caught her breath, Clarissa explained to me that the two of them had planned to take advantage of me, and she hoped that I still had something left for her!

Without a word, a tore off my shirt and kicked my pants away, my cock already back at attention and ready for another workout. Clarissa lifted her arms and I raised her dress over her shoulders and threw it aside. She was gloriously naked and shaved bare.

I dropped to my knees before her and buried my face in her sweet pussy. Clarissa gasped as she pulled Lori over to her and licked the last traces of my cum clean from her friend's full, red lips.

While Clarissa helped Lori remove her clothes, I worked my tongue into Clarissa's wet snatch. She tasted like liquid sunshine, and I couldn't get enough of her. I felt her hips buck as her pleasure mounted. I found her swollen clit with my tongue and lapped at it ferociously.

Clarissa threw her head back and screamed with pleasure. I could feel her cum against my tongue, her juices running into my open mouth as I swallowed greedily.

"My turn, bitch," Lori said with a smile.

Lori threw me down on the ground and lowered herself onto my waiting tongue. Her taste was different from Clarissa's, musky where Clarissa had been like honey. It was like having a buffet of pussy, and I dove into my new dish with fervour!

Meanwhile, Clarissa lowered her head to my crotch and began where Lori's lip had left off.

After a few moments of running her lips up and down the length of my shaft to make sure I was good and hard, she threw her leg across my hip and, bracing her hands on my chest, slowly began to lower herself onto me.

Her eyes rolled back, her mouth slack, as I felt my steel slide into her hot sleeve. Inch by inch, she slowly eased herself down, pausing a few times to let her pussy adjust to me. Finally, after a minute or two, she settled onto my hips, managing to take my full length as many women before had been unable to do.

With a squeal of pleasure, she began to rock herself back and forth, rubbing her clit against my pubic bone. She reached up and grabbed Lori's tits, pulling the smaller girl forward into a hot, tongue lashing kiss.

I can't describe the feeling of having two beautiful young women entangled in an erotic embrace, one fucking me and the other with her pussy smothering my face.

Like many adventurous straight men, a ménage-a-trois had been a fantasy of mine for as long as I could remember, but I had never had the opportunity to experience it until now. Believe me, the reality of it made my fantasies seem tame!

With Clarissa rocking back and forth on my engorged cock, and Lori squirming on my face as my tongue dove into the folds of her pussy, I think I can be forgiven for not hearing the knock on my office door.

What I did hear, however, was the thud of a gym bag hitting the floor at the entrance to my office.

The three of us looked up from our passionate embrace to see Karla, one of my long-time clients, standing in the doorway of my office. Karla was a beautiful red-head who had started coming to the gym six years ago to tone her body back into shape after the birth of her second child, and tone up she had! She had a full head of wild, curly red hair and the body of a swimmer. Her stomach was flat and firm, hidden away under a beautiful pair of tits -- and those were the best that money could buy. Her red hair was wet, so I assumed she had just come from the showers.

Karla stood in the door to my office, her mouth open, a stunned expression on her face. "I was a little long in the showers," she whispered, "and when I came out, all the lights were off but I saw the lights on up here..."

In the silence that followed, I looked at Clarissa where she sat on my still rock-hard cock.

"You didn't finish your walk through the club before you came up here, did you?" I asked with a wry grin.

Clarissa shrugged her shoulders at me with a guilty smile on her face. "Sorry, boss," she giggled, "I guess I was in a hurry to get up here."

I twisted my head around to look at Karla again, my cheeks glistening with Lori's sweet juices.

"Karla, listen, this isn't how it looks..." I stammered. "Well, I guess it is how it looks, but this isn't..."

She cut me off by quickly tearing off her blouse and shoving her shorts down to the floor.

"It fucking well better be what it looks like," she said with a smile, strutting over to us, "because I'm joining in!" I stared hungrily at her lithe, nude form as the sauntered over, enjoying the way the light played off her bare, shaven pussy lips.

Karla came and stood over me, straddling me, in between Lori and Clarissa. Clarissa resumed her rocking motion on my cock, and Lori settled herself back onto my tongue. Together, the two girls dove forward, Lori burying her face into Karla's bush, and Clarissa nuzzling between the firm, smooth round cheeks of Karla's ass, her tongue probing for Karla's asshole.

It wasn't long before I could feel my orgasm building, my excitement fueled by the grunting, slurping sounds I could hear coming from the three beautiful women above me. I began the thrust back against Clarissa as she moved on top of me, clenching and pushing, straining to get every inch of my cock into her. I felt her fingernails rake over my sweaty chest and stomach as she rocked with her own orgasm. Lori too began to writhe on top of me, her sweet lips clenching around my probing tongue as she came.

Finally, my damn burst as I continued to pound into Clarissa. I could feel my spunk spurting into her, and she threw her head back screaming, "Yes! YES!" Again and again my orgasm blasted through me as my brain shut down, being overtaken by pure animal lust. Every muscle in my body, from my curled toes to my straining neck, was spasming, being drawn and compressed into a singular organ. Never before had I experienced such an all-consuming orgasm. I must have pumped a gallon of cum into Clarissa, and she just kept taking it. I was in heaven.

Finally, spent and exhausted, I collapsed, panting as though having run a marathon. My body was slick with sweat and the slick, combined juices of our lovemaking.

Clarissa rolled off of me and my cock popped out of her with a squelch. Karla twisted around, her hands buried in Lori's short blonde hair.

Karla gasped at her first sight of my equipment. "Good god," she whispered. "I grew up on a farm and I've still never seen anything like that!"

I grinned up at her as Lori climbed off me.

"Why settle for just looking at it?" I asked with a devilish smile. There was no way I was going to waste this opportunity.

While Clarissa and Lori cuddled up on the floor, lovingly rubbing their hands across each other's body, Karla knelt down and took my spunk-covered tool in her hands. I was still overly sensitive from my orgasm, and Karla was gentle. She lowered her head and began to lick me, tasting the sweet mixture of Clarissa's pussy mingled with my cum. She looked like a child enjoying the first ice cream cone of summer, her eyes shut with pleasure as she licked my cock clean.

It didn't take long for me to begin to respond once again. Having several orgasms in quick succession was the status quo when I was a teenager, but those years were long past. I couldn't believe it when I again began to stiffen under her tender care.

While still flaccid, Karla was able to take my whole length in her mouth, but as I started to grow, she was only able to take a little, and finally was only able to take the tip while holding onto the shaft with both hands.

"I still can't believe I didn't choke on that thing!" Lori giggled from where she lay on the floor beside Clarissa. Clarissa's arms were wrapped around her friend, her fingertips rubbing playfully on Lori's swollen nipples. Lori, meanwhile, had both hands busy, one buried in her pussy and one in Clarissa's.

Gathering my energy, I rolled over and stood in front of Karla, my cock sticking straight up in front of her. Again she took me in both hands and began to work her tongue around the crown.

Lori crawled over to kneel between Karla's spread legs and began to lick at her swollen, red pussy lips. Karla moaned appreciatively around slurps on my cock. I suddenly felt Clarissa spread my ass cheeks apart and begin to lick at my puckered asshole. After a few moments, a wet, slippery cunt-juice-covered finger replaced her tongue as she slid her middle finger knuckle deep into my ass. The feeling was incredible as she fucked my tight asshole with her slim, long finger.

Karla stood from where she was kneeling in front of me and instructed Lori to climb up on my desk. She did so, lying on her back with her legs up in the air facing us. Karla moved in front of her and, bending at the waist, buried her face into Lori's sweet crotch. Without looking up, Karla motioned me forward, inviting me in. I happily complied, carefully sliding my still sensitive cock into her wet hole, all the while with Clarissa sliding her finger in and out of my ass. While I gently eased myself into Karla, Clarissa took the opportunity to bring a second finger into play, and I groaned with pleasure. I reached around behind me to play with Clarissa's dripping wet pussy.

Before long, we were all working at an easy, comfortable rhythm, each getting and giving pleasure with the others. The only sound in the gym was that of our sex, the slurping, squelching sounds partly covered by the sounds of our heavy breathing and the occasionally moan and groan.

I could feel Karla begin the shake as she began to climax. I increased my pace, pounding against her ass as I thrust into her. She threw her head back and screamed with the intensity of her orgasm. That threw me over the edge, and my sphincter muscles clenched around Clarissa's fingers as I came for the third time that evening, drenching Karla's pussy with my creamy fluids.

We all lay still for a moment, catching our breath.

Clarissa leaned around from behind me and planted a big wet kiss on my lips. "What does everyone say to a nice, relaxing soak in the spa tub downstairs?" she asked, a sexy smile on her face.

"Wait a minute," I asked her smiling back, "isn't that how this all started?"

We laughed all the way down to the tub, but what happened after we got there is another story!

-END.



Health Club Hookups



Bernadette was the model of simultaneous success and happiness. She hadn't heard the old adage, "Find something you love to do and figure out a way to get paid to do it," by the time she was in college, but she figured it out for herself. While she was working and working out at the school gym, she thought that she could be happy with a similar situation once she graduated. She realized, however, that if she was her own boss and she could run things the way she wanted them run, she would be even happier. She applied to business school and, even before she was accepted, began working on a business plan. She studied trends and historical data for the fitness industry and, by the time she had her MBA, had developed a very promising business model. She had no trouble securing a loan to start up her own health club and had managed to make it extremely successful.

Bernadette was also a very horny young lady. One reason that she knew she'd be happy running a health club was because she was athletic and loved to work out. The other was the opportunity to see other bodies, male and female, in various stages of undress, sweating with muscles rippling. The club had been set up so that she (or another employee) could monitor both locker rooms from a single space where she could hand out towels or loan out locks for the lockers. This was her favorite spot to work during the busy times so she could see as much flesh as possible.

It occurred to her not long after she opened that there was still plenty of flesh that she was missing. She did walk-throughs of the women's locker room on occasion, but she knew that she couldn't realistically do that in the men's. She finally decided to, under the guise of improved security, install hidden cameras. She knew just the man for the job.

She'd met Derek during their freshman year of college and they'd gravitated to each other despite their apparent differences. She was a tomboy jock who spent her free time at the gym, playing basketball, soccer, or volleyball or rollerblading. He was an engineering student who spent his free time on the internet or with his nose buried in a book. He wasn't the least bit athletic and she knew little of computers and electronics. They were both shy, however, and both were nearly invisible to the opposite sex. Despite a stunningly athletic physique, the jocks that Bernadette hung out with and played with during the day tended to ditch her when night fell and they pursued drunken cheerleaders. Derek was just invisible because he was a somewhat socially inept geek.

One night, after a party in their dorm, after everyone else seemed to disappear to other parties, Bernadette and Derek hooked up. Like the proverbial nerd, Derek had spent most of his teenage life thinking about sex, so he ended up actually being very good at it. Bern was also pleased discover that he was quite well hung. They never actually dated, having little else in common, but became fast friends and long-time fuck buddies.

Knowing Derek as well as she did, Bern was certain of a number of things. First, he could design, install and monitor a state-of-the-art security system for a lot less than it would cost her to hire a professional company. Second, Derek was not very happy at his current job and would certainly jump at the chance for a change. And, finally, when Bern explained that part of his job would be to review video recordings from the locker rooms, he would probably offer to do it for free. Once he'd agreed to do it, she had Derek incorporate a company and had a contract drawn up for his services. Now he was his own boss, too, doing something that made him truly happy. He would soon learn of additional benefits.

Every day, Derek would run through the video recordings from the previous day, looking for anything suspicious, which he never found, and anything erotic, which he found a lot of. He would dub the hot scenes from the women's locker room onto a tape for himself and the scenes from both the men's and women's onto a tape for Bernadette. He usually stroked off at least once during the day, then visited Bern at the end of the day in her office to review the best stuff he'd found. Once they'd viewed it together, they got each other off in one way or another before they both went on home. It was a happy life for both of them.

Vanessa and Selena were a couple of Bern's first regular customers. They were in their early twenties, close enough in age and looks to almost pass for twins. Bern was attracted to both of them right away. Their skin was the color of dark chocolate and their bright smiles could light up the room. They both wore their hair in tight braids and had full, round breasts and asses. Their most obvious difference could only be spotted in the locker room – Vanessa had a narrow patch of dark hair around her pussy while Selena was completely shaved.

As they all got to know each other, the sisters became comfortable with talking to Bern while they changed or moved to or from the showers. Bern always found an excuse to be in the locker room when they were done working out, but had to be careful because she was tempted to just stare at their scrumptious bodies. Once they were dressed and had left, Bern could usually be found somewhere private with her hand inside her panties. Once they'd grown closer, both sisters came to Bern separately to ask her for help with something. Vanessa was first. She complained to Bern that it had been a long time since she'd gotten laid. She didn't have a boyfriend or a fuck-buddy, but wondered if Bern knew someone who was a good lover but also very discreet. Bern knew exactly who to nominate.

She quizzed Vanessa on whether she was looking for a pretty boy-toy or a talented lover regardless of looks or social graces. Vanessa indicated that what was important to her was that it was someone who could satisfy her and keep his mouth shut. Bern cleared it with Derek then arranged for Vanessa to stop by his place one night. The next day, Derek gave her the full rundown.

He'd opened the door to find Vanessa, who turned out to be more than he could have asked for. She was wearing a short skirt that hugged her round ass and a halter top that displayed her ample cleavage. Derek wasn't actually a bad looking guy and had taken advantage of the facilities of his new employer to improve his physique, so Vanessa was not disappointed. They headed directly to Derek's bedroom and were immediately in each other's arms. Derek's cock was rock hard and pressed against Vanessa's abdomen until she reached down to verify that it was as big as it felt. Once she felt it, she had to see it to believe it. She dropped to her knees and opened his pants while he looked down at the smooth, brown curves of her breasts barely concealed in her top. Sliding his pants and boxers down, his long tool popped out, leaving Vanessa speechless. Since nothing was coming out of her mouth, she went ahead and slipped something into it. Taking his rod in her hand, she opened her mouth and wrapped her lips around his ivory shaft.

Derek couldn't really run his fingers through her hair due to the braids, so he just rested his hands on top of her head as it bobbed up and down on his tool. Her warm, wet mouth felt incredible as it slid up and down, making his cock grow to its full size. Vanessa did as best she could to inhale as much of him as she could, while pumping the base of his shaft with one of her hands. With her other hand, she gently massaged his balls as she sucked him off. She was thrilled with his size, despite it being a bit bigger than she was used to sucking, and was excited that it would soon be filling her dripping pussy. Derek had learned a lot about control and staying power with Bernadette, but he also realized that this wasn't a time to exercise either; he could cum any time he wanted to.

As she felt Derek beginning to hump her face, Vanessa deduced that he was approaching an orgasm. She began to work his cock harder, with both her mouth and her hand. Her other hand had dropped away from his balls and was now under her skirt rubbing her pussy through her wet panties. That hand came back up, however, when Derek's cock swelled with his impending climax and Vanessa grabbed an ass cheek in each hand to pull him into her mouth as deeply as she could take him. He was moaning as the orgasm continued to build and he pushed his cock over and over into Vanessa's mouth. Finally, with a louder moan, he began to pump his load down her throat. Vanessa moaned in response and swallowed every drop.

When she finally released his tool from her mouth, it hadn't lost much in terms of size or rigidity; to Vanessa, this was an encouraging sign. Derek helped her back to her feet and immediately started pulling her top over her head. She was braless beneath it, her full breasts supported solely by their own firmness. Her areolas were large and dark and her nipples were thick and hard. Tossing her shirt aside, he ran his hands over her breasts, feeling the soft, smooth flesh and toying with her nipples. He lowered his head and ran his tongue around her areolas and over her nipples before alternately taking each one between his lips to suck on them. Vanessa moaned and ran her fingers through his hair.

While he was licking and sucking her nipples, Derek's hands rested briefly on her waist before moving around to the back of her skirt. He unfastened and unzipped her skirt, letting it fall to her ankles, then ran his hands over her bare ass cheeks, which were split by the thin fabric of her thong panties. While he was squeezing her taut, muscular ass, Derek started kissing his way down from her breasts over her stomach as he lowered himself to his knees. When he reached the waistband of her panties, he paused and backed up slightly to admire what was before him. Seeing the damp spot on the front of her panties, Derek knew it was time to dive in and eat some pussy.

He took the sides of her panties and slid them down, revealing the narrow strip of black hair followed by the engorged lips of her pussy. After helping her step out of her panties, he had her sit on the edge of his bed and lay back. Positioning himself on his knees between her spread legs, he kissed his way up her inner thighs to her pussy, then stuck out his talented tongue and started to lick her. Vanessa immediately let out a loud moan and grabbed handfuls of his hair. He couldn't restrain himself, and didn't see any reason why he should, so Derek dove in and started voraciously eating her pussy. With her noises and writhing as encouragement, he slurped at her clit while burying two fingers into her slick pussy.

Vanessa was out of her mind with the pleasure she was feeling. It had been a long time since anyone else had brought her to orgasm and she could tell that this one was going to be a doozy. She held onto Derek's head while her ass bounced up and down on the edge of his bed. Her nipples were rock hard, her pussy was dripping and every nerve ending in her body seemed to be firing at the same time. Derek could tell that she was on the verge of cumming just by how much lubrication she was producing and how engorged her pussy continued to get. He kept licking and sucking her clit while fingering her pussy, pushing her higher and higher until she finally let out a loud cry and began to shudder through her orgasm. Derek kept up what he was doing during her long, intense climax, only stopping when she begged him to, saying she couldn't take any more.

He got up off his knees and stood before her at the end of the bed. His tool was fully erect once again and, while she gazed longingly upon it, he took it in his hand and stroked it for her. Vanessa sat up and replaced his hand with her own before telling him that she wanted to ride him. He moved onto the bed and laid on his back in the middle, his cock standing straight up. Vanessa worked his pants and boxers the rest of the way off as he took off his shirt, then moved up to straddle him. He gazed upon her ebony body, her full breasts, her beautiful face and, finally, down to her pussy, where she was guiding his rigid tool. With his head positioned, she lowered herself onto him, engulfing his cock within her hot and juicy depths.

She sat there for a few seconds, just feeling his girth filling her completely, then leaned forward, resting one hand on each side of his head. While she started riding up and down on his tool, he grabbed two handfuls of her ass and raised his head to lick and suck her nipples. She started slowly, just enjoying the friction of his thick cock against her inner walls, but gradually increased her pace until, after a few minutes, she was slamming herself down hard on him, her ass smacking against his upper thighs. Derek was perfectly content to just let her ride him while he focused on her fantastic ass and her succulent breasts. After a while of her riding him hard, though, he started pushing himself up into her while pulling her down with his hands on her ass.

With her breasts bouncing hard above Derek's face, Vanessa continued to ride in pursuit of another intensely pleasurable orgasm. She could feel it welling up from the moment his shaft had slipped into her and it just continued to slowly build until she thought she would explode. Finally, with a scream of pleasure that caused a lot of speculation among Derek's neighbors, Vanessa came, her juices flooding his cock while the tremors through her pussy brought him closer to his own orgasm. As she caught her breath, she slowly started to ride him again, only to be asked if she would be into having him fuck her tits. She smiled that warm, bright smile and told him she'd be willing to do anything for him after that orgasm.

She rolled off of him, his cock popping free to remain standing straight up, shiny with her juices. She lay on her back as he got up onto his knees and straddled her ribs. He laid his ivory shaft between her ebony mounds and she squeezed them together around it. Slowly, he started sliding his cock in and out between her impressive tits, moaning at the feel of her soft, warm flesh. Vanessa toyed with her nipples while holding her tits in place, feeling herself getting worked up all over again. Derek wanted to prolong tit-fucking her as long as he could, because it felt so damn good, but it wasn't very long before he could feel his second orgasm coming on.

They both had their attention focused on the head of Derek's cock as it popped out from Vanessa's cleavage. He was gradually picking up his pace, knowing that he was quickly approaching the verge of cumming. He tried to keep a slow pace, to draw out the immense pleasure that was slowly building, but he couldn't help himself the closer he got. The faster he fucked her tits, the more anxious Vanessa got to see and feel his warm cream squirting onto her chest. She wasn't disappointed when a minute or so later Derek grunted and she could feel his cock jerking between her tits. Stream after stream of milky rope shot across her sternum, her neck and her chin, getting her completely fired up.

"Touch my pussy," she instructed him, "hurry!" He reached behind himself as his cock continued to dribble on her chest and ran his fingers over her clit. Her pussy was completely drenched and it took only a few seconds of stimulating her to have her cumming again. She had released her tits, freeing his softening cock, and was scooping up his cum on her fingers and feeding it into her mouth when she let out a passionate cry. She came all over his fingers.

Bernadette had both of her hands inside her panties by the time Derek was done with his story, and had already cum several times. She told him that she expected to have a similarly erotic tale to share because Vanessa had recommended that her sister come to see Bernadette for similar help in getting her needs satisfied. Selena confessed that she wasn't looking for a big, hard cock, though; she was looking for a woman, preferably an athletic one. Bernadette had smiled and asked if there was any particular athletic female that interested her and Selena confessed that she was horny for Bernadette. They'd made plans to get together at Bern's place that night after closing.

Selena showed up wearing only a very brief spandex dress that barely held in her luscious breasts and practically left the bottom of her ass exposed. She didn't expect to be wearing it for very long. Bernadette had fretted probably more than she needed to over what to wear, given that she, too, didn't expect to be wearing anything for very long. She'd finally decided on the short robe that went along with a nice panty and bra set, but leaving off the panties and bra. She also took one other step as a surprise to Selena.

Selena was barely in the door before Bern was pulling down the top of her dress to expose her luscious, chocolaty mounds. She'd admired them for so long that she couldn't help herself and soon went from fondling them to lowering her head to lick and suck Selena's hard nipples. Selena enjoyed Bern's tongue and lips, feeling her pussy continuing to get wetter and wetter, but soon pulled Bern's face up to her own so that they could make out and she could fondle Bern's respectably sized tits as well. She opened the tie of Bern's robe and slipped her hands inside to feel the soft flesh and hard nipples hidden inside. She kissed her way down Bern's neck so that she, too, could lick and suck Bern's nipples. Sliding her hand down between Bern's legs, she discovered Bern's other surprise.

Selena stopped sucking Bern's nipple and looked down as she felt the smooth skin surrounding Bern's pussy. She looked up at Bern smiling down at her and asked if she always kept it smooth. Bern shook her head and said that she'd done it special because she imagined that their two smooth pussies rubbing together would feel outstanding. Selena suggested that they go find out.

They headed into Bern's bedroom, which had been lit with candles, and, at the foot of the bed, Bern dropped her robe to the floor and pulled the hem of Selena's spandex dress up to her waist. She dropped to her knees and ran her tongue up Selena's smooth slit, tasting the copious juices that had collected there while squeezing Selena's muscular ass in both hands. Selena moaned and grabbed Bern's head, pulling her face against her pussy. She was extremely pent up and was fine with having her first orgasm standing at the end of the bed. She bent her knees slightly so that she could spread her legs wider and started subtly humping against Bern's face.

Bern sensed that Selena's first orgasm was going to be a quick and intense one, so she released one of Selena's cheeks and pushed two fingers from that hand up into Selena's pussy. Selena moaned loudly again and humped harder against Bern's face and fingers. Her orgasm was coming on strong and it was a long time coming. She was happy that her instincts about Bern had paid off because Bern was hot and had a talented tongue. Selena was practically overflowing with juices which were lubricating Bern's fingers as Bern licked and sucked her clit. Selena had a huge smile on her face as she coached and commended Bern's pussy eating while humping her pussy against Bern's face. Finally, with a wail of pleasure, Selena started to cum, her legs shaking and her knees practically buckling.

She finally had to step back, away from Bern's insistent tongue and probing fingers, before her brain completely melted. She had Bern get up and crawl onto the bed, telling her that it was her turn to get her smooth pussy licked. Selena watched as Bern crawled up to the head of the bed, her smooth lips glistening with juices below her puckered asshole. She rolled onto her back, her head resting on the pillows, and spread her thighs wide, inviting Selena to dive in. Selena stripped off her dress and crawled up the bed, her big tits swaying enticingly, then settled on her stomach between Bern's legs. She ran her fingers over the smooth flesh surrounding Bern's pussy, raising her head to tell Bern that she'd done an admirable job before jutting out her fat, pink tongue and running it up Bern's slit. Bern moaned softly as Selena licked up her pungent juices, letting out a louder moan as Selena's tongue ran over her clit.




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As Selena focused her licking on Bern's clit, she also slid her middle finger up into Bern's slippery pussy and started pumping it in and out. Having admired Selena's nude physique for months, masturbated while thinking about her and finally getting the opportunity to eat her smooth pussy, Bern was naturally about out of her mind with lust; the touch of Selena's fingers, followed by that of her tongue, had Bern practically cumming immediately. Bern quickly had Selena by the back of her head and was forcing her hips up against her face. Selena was an experienced pussy licker and knew how to bring Bern to a climax slowly and with maximum pleasure, but she didn't want to torture the poor girl, so she did what she could to allow her to cum quickly...this time.


Bern could feel Selena's talented tongue and fingers drawing her closer and closer to a much anticipated orgasm and relished every second of it. She could feel her orgasm building and tried to relax, but found herself arching upward, forcing her pussy against Selena's face. Finally, like a rubber band snapping, she suddenly went limp on the bed and began to convulse as her incredibly intense orgasm finally washed over her. She lost track of time as she was engulfed in pleasure, thinking that this might very well be the most intense orgasm she'd ever experienced.

Once Bern had come back to herself, Selena raised her head and crawled the rest of the way up the bed to lay with her. They kissed and fondled and caressed and before long were ready to go at it again. This time, they tried Bern's suggestion of spreading and scissoring their legs, rubbing their smooth pussies together until they both about passed out from the sheer pleasure of it. Selena stayed the night and they became frequent but not exclusive lovers after that. They talked about sharing their lovemaking with another, meaning either a man or a woman, and, of course, Derek immediately came to mind. As for women, Bern would love to have been sandwiched between Selena and her sister, but knew that might be a little bit weird for the two of them. Not only that, Selena claimed that Vanessa didn't swing that way.

The next person that Bern thought of was a cute but inexperienced middle-aged housewife who'd been working out at the club and had only recently discovered her bisexual leanings. Her name was Jill Taylor and she was married to the host of a local home improvement show on cable. They had three boys who were now teenagers and who required far less supervision than they used to. With more time on her hands, Jill had come to Bern's club, they'd hit it off quickly and Jill had joined right away. It had been very satisfying to watch the transformation of Jill's physique from frumpy mom to a definite MILF. As she'd become more confident with her new body, Jill was a lot less shy and Bern was able to see more of her. Older women had never really been her thing, so she wasn't necessarily thinking of Jill that way, but a woman's body is a woman's body, so she wasn't too picky about what she looked at.

One day as Jill changed, Bern was passing through the locker room and stopped to compliment her on the progress she'd made. Jill thanked her and Bern asked what her husband thought about it. Jill blushed and said that her husband had become a lot more grabby than he had been in years and that it wasn't a bad thing. She also knew that other men were paying more attention to her, too, and that it excited her. Bern asked if she was maybe thinking of trying a little something on the side, but Jill said that she really wasn't interested in that, but knowing that there were men who would be up for it was exciting to her. Talk then turned to Jill needing to update her wardrobe and her husband being more than happy to pay for it if she was buying clothes that showed off her hot new figure. Jill admitted, though, that she really wasn't sure where to get the right clothes. Bern, who loved clothes that looked good but hated to shop for them, knew exactly where to go. Jill was still hesitant, though, and expressed relief when Bern offered to go shopping with her.

A few days later, with the club in the capable hands of one of her managers, Bern headed out shopping with Jill. Jill was thrilled with what Bern helped her find and purchased several short skirts, tight tops and snug dresses and a whole slew of very sexy undergarments. Jill invited Bern to her house for a drink and to help her carry all of her new clothes once they'd finally finished. After hauling all of her purchases upstairs, Jill poured them each a glass of chardonnay as they talked about all of the new clothes and how Tim was going to love them, too. Jill set her glass down and ran upstairs, saying that she had an idea and wanted to try it out on Bern first. She came back down a few minutes later wearing a very short, form fitting sundress that buttoned up the front. Bern thought that her legs looked fantastic but noticed quickly that Jill's breasts were clearly not supported in one of her new bras. Bern couldn't take her eyes off them as they jiggled enticingly while Jill strode sexily across the room.

She stopped immediately in front of Bern, asking what she thought in a very seductive voice and calling Bern "Tim." She then turned away and, pretending that she dropped something, bent over while pulling on the top part of the dress so that the hem rode way up and her ass was fully exposed. Bern couldn't take her eyes off of Jill's pussy lips, surrounded by trim brown hair and peeking out from below her firm, fit ass; she felt herself getting wet. Jill straightened up and turned to face Bern again, still looking seductive while unbuttoning the dress. Bern stared at Jill's cleavage until she reached the bottom button and whipped the dress wide open. Bern had seen Jill naked before, but this scenario was so much more erotic than the locker room or even the dressing rooms when they had been shopping. Before she knew what was happening, Jill had straddled her on the couch, her tits practically right in Bern's face.

"Go ahead, Tim," she said, emphasizing the name, "my nipples are begging for you to suck them." She cupped her tits and held them to Bern's face. Bern could not resist and, placing her hands on the smooth flesh of Jill's waist, stuck out her tongue and began alternately licking each of Jill's hard nipples. Her hands quickly moved down to Jill's firm, smooth ass, which she squeezed and massaged while sucking Jill's nipples. Jill had released her tits and held Bern's head while moaning, finally using Bern's name instead of her husband's. Bern slid Jill's dress off and set it aside so that she now sat naked on Bern's lap while Bern was still fully clothed.

Jill lifted Bern's face away from her tits and pressed her lips against Bern's. They quickly went from kissing to making out passionately, with Bern's hands moving up from Jill's ass to her tits. After a few very hot minutes, Jill suggested that she'd better get up so that Bern could get undressed. She stood and helped Bern to her feet, then immediately began pulling Bern's shirt up over her head. She pawed at Bern's tits, her hard nipples visible through her bra, before reaching behind her to unfasten Bern's bra. Bern was so wet by this point that she was sure there must be a huge damp spot on the front of her shorts. Jill let Bern's bra slide down her arms and was licking and sucking Bern's hard nipples and working on unfastening Bern's shorts before it even hit the floor. Bern just ran her fingers through Jill's thick brown hair and enjoyed herself while Jill did her thing.

Bern's shorts hit her ankles and Jill's hands were quickly on her bare ass, her cheeks split by the thin strip of her thong panties. When Jill finally raised her head from Bern's tits, she didn't let go of Bern's ass, just pulled Bern's body against hers.

"I've never done anything like this before," she confessed, looking into Bern's eyes, "but I can't help myself. I am so turned on and I just want to do everything!"

Bern kissed her tenderly, reaching around to squeeze her ass, but before their kissing got too passionate, she made a suggestion. Knowing that Jill's kids and husband would be home in a few hours, she thought it might be better to jump right in with both feet and save the cuddling and exploring and experimenting for another time when they had more freedom. She lay on the couch and invited Jill to help her out of her thong panties. It was so erotic to have a horny, fit woman taking her panties down, knowing that she was going to be eaten out and get to eat an unfamiliar pussy at the same time.

Bern wasn't shaved yet when this encounter occurred, only doing that right before Selena's first visit, so as Jill slid her panties down, a narrow strip of trim, light-brown hair was revealed. With her panties cast aside and her legs spread, Jill was ready to dive right between Bern's thighs, but Bern stopped her and positioned her instead in a sixty-nine. Bern ran her hands over Jill's taut ass while gazing up at the trim brown bush above her face, feeling Jill's hands running up and down her inner thighs. She finally slid one of her fingers between Jill's slippery lips and plunged it deep into her pussy, hearing Jill moaning in response, then raised her head and started licking Jill's clit. Jill let out a louder moan then, seemingly inspired, lowered her own head and started licking Bern's pussy.

As she enjoyed the taste of Jill's pussy, Bern also enjoyed the way that Jill was mimicking her actions, licking and sucking her clit while sliding a finger in and out of her slippery pussy. Jill had done an outstanding job of getting her worked up, so she could feel her orgasm beginning to build from the first moment that Jill's fingers and tongue touched her. She could also feel that Jill's pussy seemed to continue to become wetter and more engorged the longer Bern licked and fingered her. The sounds of their moaning overlapped and filled the living room as each relished the pussy she was working on and her own approaching orgasm. Bern's hips were starting to rock and she noticed that Jill was starting to move her ass faster. Bern slipped a second finger into Jill's pussy, eliciting another louder moan, and really went to work to bring her off. Jill tried to concentrate on Bern's pussy, but was soon overcome with feelings of pleasure due to Bern's tongue and fingers. She continued to finger Bern's pussy, but took a break from licking her clit, laying her head on Bern's thigh while her orgasm built to a crescendo.

Finally, she sucked in her breath then let out a cry of pleasure, shuddering as she experienced an orgasm like she'd never experienced before. Bern was flooded with fresh juices and pulled her fingers out of the way to lap them up. Once Jill had caught her breath again, she put her tongue back to work on Bern's pussy while Bern let her head drop back onto the couch. Bern rocked her hips as Jill enthusiastically licked and sucked her clit while vigorously fingering her slippery pussy. She was impressed by Jill's instincts and knew that she'd only get better with experience. Gazing up at the pussy above her, she felt her orgasm continuing to come on and welcomed it. She started wriggling under Jill's attentions and moaning even louder as it built up. Finally, with a gasp, she flooded Jill with her natural lubricants as she came.

They lay together on the couch briefly before getting up and pulling their clothes back on and finishing their wine. Bern ended up leaving before anyone else came home but not before they discussed where and when they'd be able to meet up for more action. Bern was recalling all of this as she sat on her own couch, re-watching the videotape that Derek had given her that day and fingering her pussy. Once she'd cum and returned her attention to the ladies on the screen, she sat up with sudden interest as she saw someone new. She rewound the tape and watched for her again, but the cute, petite Asian passed by the camera only once.

Over the next couple of days, Bern kept her eyes peeled for the cute Asian, wondering why she hadn't shown up more on the tape. When she finally encountered her, she realized that this young lady didn't shower or change back into her street clothes, but apparently wore her workout gear home. Bern figured out her schedule and made sure to say hello and see how things were going whenever she bumped into her. Finally, one day she conveniently ran into her as she was heading for the locker room and struck up a conversation.

Her name was Pam and she was even cuter up close than she had been on the videotape. Bern tried not to come across as a lecher as she admired Pam's cute features and tight body. Knowing that Pam wouldn't be changing her clothes, Bern kidded with her that maybe she didn't think the facilities were clean enough. Pam reddened and said that she just wasn't accustomed to showering with other people around. Bern said that she didn't fault her for being shy, but Pam leaned close and said that it wasn't shyness, but that she was afraid she might end up leering and make someone uncomfortable. Bern smiled, thinking that she really knew how to pick 'em, then explained to Pam that, actually, the times that she was in weren't all that busy, so might just as likely have the entire shower area to herself. She offered Pam the use of a towel and some soap in case she wanted to give the showers a try. Pam smiled and accepted.

Bern was glad that Pam had waited for her to return with the towel before disrobing and tried to keep a conversation going so she had an excuse to stay while she did undress. Pam's tits were small and perky, topped with small, hard nipples, her ass was round and firm and her pussy was surrounded by well-groomed black hair. Pam wrapped the towel around herself as Bern showed her to the showers. Once inside, sure enough, they were the only two there. Pam hung up her towel as Bern stared at her ass, then turned on the shower and started soaping herself up. They continued to talk while Pam showered but watching her soaping up her tits and pussy was getting Bern pretty worked up. She suspected that it was intentional, though, when Pam turned away from her before bending over to soap up her legs. Pam peeked between her legs to see that Bern was staring at her ass and pussy while coyly rubbing her own breasts.

Pam rinsed herself off, but didn't turn off the shower, instead rubbing her pussy as she stared at Bern. Bern realized what was going on and went ahead and slipped her own hands into her spandex shorts. They stared at each other, each rubbing her own pussy, feeling completely turned on by watching the other. Pam came first, letting out a little cry as her legs almost gave out, and Bern came soon after, pushed along by seeing Pam cumming. As Pam dried off and they walked back to her locker, she indicated that maybe her concerns were founded, maybe she didn't have enough self-control to shower around other hot, fit women. Bern had a solution, though, and suggested that the next time Pam was in, Bern would show her the private shower that she had in her office.

A couple of days later, Bern made sure she was waiting when Pam finished working out. They retrieved her stuff from her locker, then headed up to Bern's office. Bern had specifically made sure that her office had more than just a single, phone booth-sized shower stall when the club had been constructed, though it wasn't often that she had shared it with anyone. She got the shower started and adjusted the water temperature, then turned to Pam and started pulling her sports bra up over her head, revealing her pert titties and hard nipples. Restraining herself from lowering her head to immediately lick and suck Pam's nipples, she then took Pam's spandex shorts down and admired Pam's pussy while she stepped out of them. Standing again, she started to pull off her own sports bra while Pam took care of her shorts, her eyes getting wide as she realized that Bern's pussy was shaved smooth.

Bern turned and entered the shower with Pam on her tail, closing the glass door behind them. It would have been easy to just start making out then going at it, but Bern wanted to prolong this since they had the privacy to do so. She squeezed herself a handful of shower gel, then did the same for Pam. After setting the container aside, they went to work lathering each other up, hands roaming all over each others tits, asses, abs, pussies and legs. They randomly made out while soaping each other up and Bern nearly came when she felt one of Pam's soapy fingers slip easily into her ass. They rinsed each other off with the detachable shower head, each concentrating the spray on the other's pussy a few times. Once they were both soap-free, Bern started kissing her way down Pam's neck to her hard nipples. While fondling her pert tits, she alternately licked, sucked and nibbled on Pam's nipples as Pam held onto her head and moaned. Bern continued to move down, kissing over Pam's flat abs until she encountered Pam's pussy.

Kneeling on the shower floor, Bern took one of Pam's ass cheeks in each hand, then buried her face in Pam's pussy. Pam squealed with delight as Bern started licking and sucking her aching clit, sending waves of pleasure through her. Bern's pussy was aching, too, but her desire to taste Pam was stronger than her desire for relief. She licked and sucked Pam's clit while Pam humped against her face, holding her head in place with one hand and playing with her own hard nipples with the other. She had been anticipating having Bern licking her pussy for days, so she was already completely worked up before they'd even arrived in the office. The shower together had been a bonus and she'd almost cum during that, but now she felt herself being guided to an orgasm by Bern's talented tongue.

When Bern slipped one of her hands around to slip a finger into Pam, she wished for the moment that she had a cock. Pam's pussy was so snug and so slippery that she imagined that fucking her must be heavenly. Feeling Bern's fingers penetrate her, Pam was pushed right to the edge of cumming and tried to force her pussy against Bern's face and down on her fingers simultaneously. A few pumps of Bern's fingers combined with her pursed lips sucking Pam's clit and Pam cried out as she came, only staying upright using Bern's shoulders for support.

Her mission accomplished, Bern stood and turned off the shower, but before she could go anywhere, Pam spun her around and pushed her against the wall, asking where Bern thought she was going. She pressed herself against Bern and they started to make out, their sensitive nipples rubbing together. Pam slipped her hands between them to fondle Bern's impressive tits, gently squeezing and pulling her hard nipples. Bern moaned, her pussy aching to be touched, licked, sucked or fucked. Pam didn't waste any time and was soon sucking Bern's nipples while her fingers massaged Bern's clit. Bern was humping her pussy against Pam's hand, which was soon replaced by Pam's face, which she pressed against the smooth skin of Bern's pussy. Pam ran her tongue up Bern's smooth slit, lapping up the juices that were flowing, then started licking her clit, causing Bern to cry out with relief. Pam slipped a finger up into Bern's slippery pussy, pumping it in and out as she licked and sucked Bern's clit.

Bern was ready to cum; she could feel an intense orgasm rising from her toes and filling her entire body. Pam pumped her finger in and out of Bern's pussy, getting it all slippery, as she worked Bern's clit over with her tongue. Finally, feeling that Bern was right on the verge of cumming, Pam slipped her finger free and quickly slipped it into Bern's ass. Bern screamed with pleasure as she immediately started to cum, her legs trembling and barely holding her up. Her orgasm seemed to go on and on, as Pam continued sucking her clit and fingering her ass. When it finally started to taper off, she realized that this was probably the first time she'd ever had anything inserted into her ass, but she knew that it certainly wouldn't be the last.




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She and Pam dried off and moved to the couch in her office, where they fooled around a little bit more before Pam had to go and Bern had to get back to work. They both agreed that this wouldn't be the last time they would play together and already Bern was thinking about introducing her to Jill and Selena.

Of course, being bisexual, Bernadette didn't get all of her sexual pleasure from other women, she just found that it was sometimes easier and oftentimes safer. There were plenty of guys at the club whom she admired, flirted with, and sought out on Derek's daily videotapes, but she'd rather be talked about in the locker room as a desired partner than as an easy conquest. She could get all of the cock she wanted from Derek, anyway, so she wasn't exactly lacking in that area, but she was always on the lookout for another potential partner.

She eventually found this, at least on a temporary basis, in Rajiv. She'd seen him around the club and on the videos and knew that he had an impressive cock. In talking to him, she also knew that he was engaged to a woman from another Indian family. As they got to know each other better, he confessed that although he had no reservations about marrying Mamta, she was, after all, beautiful, smart, funny and had a great figure, he was lamenting that now that he was engaged, he would only be fucking one pussy for the rest of his life. He'd fucked a few non-Indian women in his life and was sad that he would never have another one. Bernadette thought about this for a while, deciding that it was simply a confession and not a come-on, and decided to present him with a proposition.

She caught up with him in the gym and, after some small talk, asked if he had some time after his workout to talk. He said that he did and agreed to meet her in her office after he'd showered and changed. As Bernadette waited for him, she thought about his thick, dark-skinned tool and had to restrain herself from slipping her hand down to her pussy. When he finally arrived, she explained how she might be able to help him out but only until he was married; after that, he would need to be satisfied by his wife. He seemed genuinely grateful for Bern's charity, though he knew that she also expected to benefit from the arrangement. He was further pleased when she asked if he'd like to start immediately.

She walked around her desk, surprising him with the fact that she had already stripped off her shorts and panties. Sitting in front of him on the edge of her desk, she spread her legs wide, revealing her shaved pussy to him, and asked him to show her how much he liked non-Indian pussy. Sliding his chair forward, he lowered his head between her thighs and started licking. He ran his tongue up and down her slit, tasting the juices that had accumulated while she'd been thinking about his tool. Bern moaned and ran her fingers through his short black hair, watching his tongue working her over. Moving his tongue up to her clit, he started licking it while slipping one of his fingers into her pussy. Bern was writhing on her desktop, feeling an orgasm quickly approaching, but she really wanted to feel his stiff cock buried in her. She enjoyed his licking and sucking her clit and fingering her pussy for a little while, though, before she begged him to fuck her.

Raj stood up and quickly dropped his pants and boxers, his impressive tool springing out. Bern reached for it immediately and, after a few strokes, guided it to her waiting pussy. She was so wet and engorged that they both moaned as he pushed himself into her. He started slowly fucking her, sliding his thick shaft in and out of her slippery pussy as she wrapped her legs around his ass. She lay back on the desk and he leaned forward, pushing her shirt and bra up to suck her hard nipples as he fucked her. She was moaning at the feel of his tool sliding in and out of her and his lips and tongue on her hard nipples and knew that it wouldn't be long before she came.

After a few minutes, Raj straightened up again and started fucking her harder and faster. She grabbed her legs behind her knees and pulled them up far enough that her knees touched her nipples. Raj leaned back as he was fucking her so that he could run his fingers over her clit as his tool slid in and out of her, faster and faster. Bern was practically gasping for breath as the feelings of pleasure just kept building up. Finally, with a cry, she started to cum.

Her orgasm seemed to go on and on but finally began to taper off and she quickly had Raj pull out of her. She scrambled off the desk and onto her knees, immediately taking his thick meat in her hand and pumping it while she wrapped her lips around it. She slid her lips as far down as she could manage, tasting her own musky flavor and smelling his as her nose reached his pubic hair. They moaned in unison as she slid her lips up and down his tool, pumping the base and gently fondling his dangling balls. She could feel him beginning to swell even more as he began pushing his hips toward her face and moaning more continuously. She focused her efforts, relishing his thick tool in her mouth and awaiting his creamy bounty.

With a grunt, he pushed deeply into her mouth and started to spew. She continued sucking him as she swallowed down his load, reluctantly letting his cock fall free once he was completely spent. They sat and caught their collective breath, then discussed their relationship and its limitations as they pulled themselves back together. Bernadette was absolutely adamant that the only way things would continue between them after Raj and Mamta's wedding day would be if Mamta was with them. She thought to herself that if she could get Mamta to start coming to the gym and could strike up a friendship with her, she could very well end up with a face full of spicy Indian pussy. Just the thought made her pussy damp all over again.



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I'm usually pretty good at not doing what I don't want to do, but Nancy, my co-worker, talked me and a few others into lunch the other day at the new Italian place near the office. 

As I've gotten older, my tastes have matured to the point that I've become a bit of a food snob. I like Italian, but I don't care for most of what passes for Italian today, but I went just to shut Nancy up, and surprised myself by enjoying both the food and the company of my co-workers. We talked about food, our diets, and exercise. "Jim, you played college football, didn't you?" Phyllis asked. 

"Yeah," I said, "but that was a long time ago. Unfortunately my exercise routine hasn't kept up with my appetite." 

"Oh, I don't know about that, you look pretty good to me." Nancy said and laughed. I never knew how to take Nancy; she loved to hear herself talk, and would flatter you one minute and then talk about you the next.

When the check came I inwardly grimaced at the expected argument about who ate what and how much each person should pony up. To my surprise, Nancy grabbed it and said "OK, everybody, I'll add the tip and we'll split it equally." What the hell is happening? Maybe the world is changing. 

As we walked out, Nancy said, "Look, they're giving away free health club memberships!" as she pointed to a bowl with business cards in it. "Let's all put our cards in and maybe one of us will win!" 

Everyone but me dutifully put a card in. Somehow this felt like a scam to me. One minute we're talking about exercising, and the next we see a health club giveaway. Bob gave me a hard time and asked if I was too good to exercise with the common folk. I laughed, looked Bob over, and said "Nope, I'm only better than some of you!" Everyone laughed at Bob's expense, and I had expertly diverted attention from me!

"That's OK," Nancy said, "I have one of Jim's cards." She then dropped another card in the bowl. 

I reached to retract my card, but Bob and the others started teasing me and so I just gave up and walked with the others to our cars. As I said, I'm accomplished in avoiding what I don't want to do, and I always live by Sherman's mantra "If nominated, I will not run. If elected, I will not serve." so it wouldn't matter if I won, as I wouldn't accept. 

Yeah, I had to admit that I had gotten out of shape over the years, but I felt like at 56, 6'4" and 235 pounds, I was in good enough shape. It wasn't like I was out on the dating scene anyway. 

A couple of weeks passed, and I never thought about that lunch or that health club again. 

Since then, I avoid Nancy and her weekly social gatherings, as I was happy to eat my lunch at my desk while reading the news online.

Late one afternoon, Nancy came by with a letter in her hand and a big smile on her face. Man, is she ever pretty! But, she drives me crazy with her never-ending sunny disposition. She had some of her gang in tow, and I knew something was up. "Jiiiimmmmeee." she said, really stretching it out, "I have a letter for you. It's from the health club, and it looks like you're a winner. Nobody else got a letter, so it looks like you're the only lucky one." 

The letter said that I was 1 of 5 lucky contestants who had won, and that I was invited to a pre-opening tour and health review in addition to my free year's membership. I smiled and said that was great while knowing I wouldn't go to the tour, nor ever set foot in the place. 

The date of the tour was one week from now, with a grand-opening the following weekend.

For the next week, work was a living hell as Nancy couldn't stop jabbering about me and the upcoming tour. Again, she wore me down, and just to shut her up, I promised to go.

So at 5:00pm the following Thursday, I showed up at the gym with what passed for workout clothes in my briefcase. I wasn't going to buy a gym bag for this one time. I was greeted by an overly friendly young black woman who checked me in, and told me that Rachel would be my tour guide and fitness instructor. Great! Another smiling salesperson that will try to convince me that I needed some kind of expensive upgrade. Rachel turned out to be a 30 something young woman with red hair and freckles. That combination has always been a weakness for me, and I thought that I'd at least enjoy spending a few minutes with this young woman before leaving.

"James," she said, "It's so great to meet you. I'm so excited that you won. I'll be your tour guide and health advisor for the evening. Anything you want, just ask." 

The evening? I was only expecting to be here for 30 minutes, tops. 

"OK," she said breathlessly, "first, I'll start with a brief health survey, then we'll tour the facility, then you'll change into your exercise outfit, and then I'll give you your fitness review. Then, you'll do some strength tests, do some cardio, and then I'll design an exercise routine for you, and then you'll shower and change, and then you'll be coming in, like, every day to follow the routine, and I'll show you how to use the computer tracking system, and like, the next thing you know you'll have a real hard body and you'll have to beat the women off with a stick." 

I was (like) exhausted just listening to her. I couldn't (like) get out of here quick enough. 

Before I could get all of my excuses out of my mouth about why I couldn't stay, she asked "So do you go by James, Jim, Jimmy, Jamie, or maybe Jay?" 

This girl had to be the most exasperating cute thing I'd ever met. I do have a weakness for her type, so I thought carefully about my response. I wanted to be witty and to impress her. 

"Jim.", I said. 

She explained that she needed to make sure I didn't have any health issues that would prevent me from exercising there. She soon learned that I took no prescription medications, and didn't have any heart issues or a family history of heart problems. 

She appeared to suddenly remember that she should offer me their "health shake", which wasn't as terrible as I thought it might be. She said that I should drink it now before she conducted my tour, and so I did.

The facility turned out to be pretty nice. They had a large number of weight machines, free weights, and a large number of cardio machines including bikes, treadmills, stair steps, and some type of gizmo that is somewhere between a treadmill and a stair climber. Each one had a TV, and kept up with your progress. Pretty cool, actually. I used to love gadgets, and these really did interest me. Try to understand, I didn't want to exercise on them. I just wanted to understand how they worked.

They also had an area for group exercise, where she told me they did Pilates and Yoga. I didn't know what Pilates were, but didn't care enough to ask. They also had an outdoor heated pool and a Jacuzzi. I knew I'd only last about a lap in the pool, but the amusing thought of Rachel in the hot tub with me aroused me. "Damn.", I thought, "My imagination is getting away from me. This is just a girl, and nothing sexual is ever going to happen here, and certainly not with me."

Regardless, I was amazed that I could feel my cock growing against the constraints of my pants.

Finally, she took me on a tour of the locker room. Rachel said this was her only chance to ever see the men's room, as it would be off-limits as soon as she left after the tour. 

She indicated that I was the only one of the three men that won who actually showed up. There was a steam room (more images of Rachel), and a sauna (still more of Rachel wrapped in a towel), and of course the communal showers (OK, another image of Rachel and her freckled body). 

After the 45 minute tour, she said "OK Jim. You did say Jim, right? I'll wait out here for you. Just pick any one of the lockers and key in a 4 digit combination and get changed. I can't wait! I'll wait right outside for you." Wow! I'd hate to be around her when she had something to really be excited about! 

I changed into a tee-shirt and gym shorts. My gym shorts were pretty old, and I realized too late that I should have gotten something a little more up-to-date. Mine were the old, very short gym shorts men used to wear but were no longer in vogue. They proved problematic since my boxers were too long for the shorts. I tried to tuck the boxers in, but that didn't work. Without a better alternative, I went native, hoping that no one would notice. 

I had read that my converse tennis shoes were back in style, so I hoped my Chuck Taylor's wouldn't appear too passé. I was obviously feeling a little anxious, wondering how I'd gotten into this situation, and feeling a little flushed, which I attributed to anxiety.

Anyway, Rachel's face didn't show any amusement at my outfit when I stepped out, as she merely led me to the room where the fitness review was to be given. In the back of my mind I was hoping for a real physical with her wearing a stethoscope and making me undress for her pleasure. But the reality was a small cluttered room, with her holding a questionnaire, a blood pressure gauge, a scale, and a couple of pieces of fitness equipment laying about. 

I thought it odd that she had some more health questions to ask since she had started asking those questions prior to the tour. Why would she have asked a couple of questions, and then stopped? I told myself that it was their schedule, and there were a couple of other people expected tonight. Anyway, we went through some more questions, which included my age (56), height (6'4"), weight (235), and my level of physical activity (low). She took my blood pressure (120/80) and my pulse rate (75). She asked if I ran, since those results were better than she expected. 

I said "No. I only jump to conclusions, and only run stop lights." She just stared at me, with no response whatsoever. "Tough crowd." I thought.

She then had me hold a little device with both hands that read my body mass index. She showed me the result of 26.2, and said "Oh. That's a little high. Technically, you're obese. You don't really look like it, but the machines don't lie." 

I think I finally scored something she thought was appropriate for me. It looked like she was pleased. I was a little unhappy with the result. I thought I might be on the heavy side of ideal, but not overweight. But I guess that's how they sell their services; scare the customer. She saw the displeasure on my face, and said, "Don't worry, it just means your improvement curve will be so much better. OK, now I need to get your height, weight, and other measurements. I think you'll enjoy this." That last statement didn't register with me, as I was still considering the implications of obese.

While I was still pondering my BMI score, she said something that I obviously didn't understand. I asked her to repeat it, and she told me to undress, so she could weigh me. 

"Completely?" I asked. 

"Yes", she said sweetly, "You'd be surprised that so many people cheat on their weight, so we always weigh you nude. It's only so we can provide you with the best exercise advice possible." 

I wasn't sure what to do, but this certainly coincided with my earlier dirty thoughts about young Miss Rachel. Slowly, and with misgivings, I took off my shoes and socks, shirt, and began pulling at my shorts. "Everything?" I asked. 

"Yes, everything James; It's no big deal, we're all adults here." was her cheerful reply. 

I pulled my shorts down, and realized that this little conversation and the idea of being naked in front of Rachel had excited me a bit. My cock hung up on the elastic of my shorts, and it was obviously a little swollen as I pulled them down. She didn't seem to notice, and told me to stand on the scale. 

The scale was one of the balance types with the weights on a scaled bar. She slid the weight on the lower bar to 200, and then moved the top bar weight to 35. The bar didn't tip. She moved it to 40, then 45, then finally 50 where the bar teetered up and down. She said "250 pounds it is." 

Her look told me that she had found another culprit who would lie and cheat when it came to their weight. My reaction to disappointing her, and in my weight itself, showed in my cock as it drooped immediately.

She then reached up to move the bar that measures height. Rachel was only 5'6" or so, and so she had to stand on her tip-toes to move the bar up high enough to measure me. To balance herself, she put her hand on my arm, as she measured me at 6'4". At least I hadn't lied about my height.

She then had me stand in front of her and measured my neck, chest, and hips using a seamstress measuring tape. She turned around to record each of these numbers, and rested her hand on my thigh as she wrote the numbers down. The proximity of her hand had my cock twitching again, and I wondered how normal this exam was. 

Should I be embarrassed that my cock had grown again? Should I be embarrassed that it hadn't grown more? She then said she needed my inseam and foot size. She measured my foot (12), and then pushed my cock aside with the back of her hand, while she slid the tape down to the floor: 36" inseam. Her warm hand against my cock really had me nervous and caused my dick to really harden. It was now at almost full mast, with the veins bulging out.

"Jim, I've got one more body measurement if you don't mind." she said and gave me her cutest smile. 

At that point she could have asked me anything, and I would have agreed. I mumbled "sure." The next thing I know, she had my cock head in her mouth, and started slowly sucking me and fondling my balls while staring at me with her innocent looking green eyes. Not for the first time, I thought I must be dreaming. When I was fully engorged, she spit out my cock, got out her tape, and measured me.

"Seven and a half," she said, "very nice and don't worry, that doesn't go in the computer."

As if that had never happened, she said, "OK, time for your cardiovascular fitness test. I want you to step up on this platform to the beat of this metronome for 3 minutes, and then I'll measure your heart rate again." Then she added, "Here, I'll show you. On the beat, you put your left foot on the bench. On next beat, you put your right foot up, then the next beat, you put your left foot back on the floor, then right foot on the floor. Keep doing it until I tell you to stop." 

I enjoyed watching her do the exercise, her breasts swaying to the rapid pace, and I said "Shouldn't you be doing that naked?" 

She stopped, looked at me sternly, and said "Jim, I'm in charge here. You do what I tell you, and keep your opinions to yourself." 

I was completely stunned! Where was the cute little red haired girl? With that, she stepped away, and said, "OK, Jim, your turn. Let's see if you can keep it up." I wasn't sure what she meant by keep it up, but it soon became apparent to me it didn't matter. I could barely keep up with the pace she had set, and with all the exertion, my cock had fallen flaccid again. 

As soon as the 3rd minute was up, she had me sit, and measured my pulse again. "A hundred and twenty-three," she said, "Pretty good for a fat guy." and then she winked and pinched my ass.

"OK Jim, time to lift weights and do a little cardio. It's your choice: nude or dressed. You're the only guest still here, and there are only a couple of employees still working. Either way, I'm going to be driving you to excellence. A proud man will go out there naked and dare anyone to make fun, but if you're not ready for that, I understand." I couldn't make eye contact with her as I picked up and slid the shorts up my legs. I was ashamed and I knew she was ashamed of me too. 

After I got dressed, she took me to the weight room and said "Jim, I'm going to have you work out on a number of devices, and I need you to do your max weight for 8 reps. I'll use that to develop your program. Our first machine is a seated row; it will test your back strength." I sat down, she showed me how it worked, and I did 210# for 8 reps. My back was starting to spasm when I finished, but I finished. I saw a little flash of the kind Rachel as she smiled, and said "I can tell you used to play ball, that was pretty good for a guy who hasn't worked out in years." 

Did I tell her I played football? I must have, but I don't remember it coming up.

I then did a seated chest press, 200#, seated leg press 275#, seated shoulder press 130#, and seated back extension 300#. "Wow," she said, "you've got a lot of power in that body. I'd love to see more." 

She said we had one more strength test, but without weights; ab crunches. She must have seen it in my face; not my favorite exercise. 

She had me sit on the floor as she explained "Raise your knees and put your hands behind your neck. You need to raise your body up until your elbows nearly touch your knees. I need to see how many you can do in a minute. But, before you start, lift your butt up." I picked up my butt, and Rachel yanked my shorts down over my knees and off my feet. She smiled, looked down at my cock, and said "Come on, Jim, make me proud." 

This was not the cutest pose I could think of, but I felt like I had restored a connection with Rachel. She lifted the stopwatch she wore around her neck, and said, "Ready, set, go. 1, 2, 3..." she started counting. 

"This is easy." I thought. 

Around 20 it was no longer easy, and I struggled to 30, and had to stop. I was done, but Rachel didn't buy it, she said "Come on, Jim, do it for me." She squatted down, and began to massage my balls and cock. "Come on, Jim, the clocks running". I started and she counted "31, 32, 33, 34, 35, 36, 37, 38, 39, 40. Times up Jim." I fell back, feeling the tightness in my stomach, and fully aware of Rachel's hand on my cock. Somehow, at some time, I had regained my hard on. Amazing!

Rachel slowly stroked my cock and said "Jim, you've had enough for tonight. Hit the showers." On the way to the locker-room, I became aware of the girl at the front desk who had watched this performance. She was pretending to work on her computer, but she couldn't hide her glances or the big grin on her face.

Rachel left me at the locker-room door and said she would be working up my exercise routine. I was disappointed; I had hoped that she would be joining me for some suds and a rub in the shower.

I undressed in the locker room, thinking this was the oddest experience of my life. I considered just putting on my street clothes and leaving, but I was feeling unusually flushed, and decided to shower. 

Normally, I'd be self-conscious in a public shower, but I was the only one here, so I took the shower even though I still had a little bit of a swollen dick.

I was standing there, trying to get the temperature right, when I heard a distinct knocking sound. I turned around to see Rachel standing there, naked and smiling, asking me if she could join in. Well, my cock nearly exploded right there and then. I said "Come on in, the water's fine." I hoped that sounded cool, but it probably didn't.

She walked up to me, maintaining constant eye contact, and grabbed my balls and rubbed my cock. She said, "You're going to get real lucky Jim, but first, I'm going to explain my rules here. Do you understand?" I just shook my head yes, and moaned as she continued to fondle me.

"First, you will exercise here no less than 3 times per week, and I'll personally track your progress. I expect you to lose 1 pound a week, and to improve on all of your strength and endurance tests. Do not expect to have playtime every time you come; it will only happen on your progress reviews, and those will only happen when I think you're ready. Do not ever tell anyone about what happened here tonight, or it will never happen again."

After a few moments, she added "I videoed your workout and fitness test today and I'll publish it online if you fail to show up, or fail to improve your workout results. Your friend Nancy is actually my aunt, and I'll make sure she sees those videos. You know her; do you think she can resist sharing them with everyone else? She actually put me up to this. Well, at least some of it. She volunteered to pay for your annual dues. She likes you, and she'd like to fuck you, you know."




Health Club Visit



With that, she dropped to her knees and started sucking me like I'd never been sucked before. She maintained eye contact like before, but her innocent look had been replaced with a sultry, controlling look. She knew enough to understand when I was about to cum, and she stopped just short, and she let the streaming water cool me down. 

She then led me to the dressing room, and had me lay down on the bench. She straddled me, and began to fuck me furiously. I don't know if it was me, or merely the control of me, but she began to moan and her body exploded with convulsions as she had a loud orgasm. Sitting still on my hard cock, she slowly began to rock up and down again. Her moans were building again as my own little control was exhausted and I felt the tightening of my balls. She didn't put a condom on me, and I warned her I was about to cum. 

She immediately jumped off me, pulled on my balls, and grabbed my cock at the base as tightly as she could. When the spasm passed, she kissed my cock head, said "Good night Jim, see you soon." and walked out.