0 comments/ 56042 views/ 4 favorites The Workout By: Dingy_Jo It was late Friday night and I was tired, relaxed and horny as hell. I had just finished an aerobics workout and an hour on the gym equipment. I was standing under the shower letting the warm water wash away the rest of the weeks problems. I thought I was alone in the gym except for the old maintenance man that locked up at 11 p.m. so I was surprised when I heard in noise in the locker room outside. Through the door I could see that it was one of the aerobics instructors. I think that her name was Kathleen or Kathryn but everybody called her Kat. She was the epitome of aerobic instructors, tall, blond, blue-eyed and very shapely. The bathing area was quite large but only had three showers. From where I was standing with my head bowed and my back to the center shower the entrance to the room was to my right. I couldn't help but peek at her as she entered the bathing area. She caught me looking at her and smiled as she passed directly in front of me on her way to the shower at my left. I was immediately attracted to her so I returned her smile but quickly looked away, a little embarrassed. When she turned on the shower and stepped back to adjust the temperature I stole another glance at her. We were almost the same height but she was in far better shape than I. Her skin was a beautiful bronze color and unbroken by tan lines. It offered an outstanding contrast to her naturally blond hair. Her breasts stood out as they do only in drawings of beautiful women. I couldn't help but notice that her nipples appeared to be hard, I know that mine were. Again she caught me staring at her and smiled at me. I returned her smile and I am sure I blushed before I looked away. I turned around to face the shower and tilted my head back to let the invigorating water cascade over my neck, shoulders and breasts. Although it felt wonderful it did nothing to alleviate my sexual urges and in fact only increased my needs as I thought of the beautiful woman next to me. When I peeked at her this time she was staring directly at me with a wide grin on her face. I quickly looked away but this time I could feel the heat on my face as I blushed. I turned my attention to the soothing waters that were rinsing the tension from my body. I stood there for a few moments with my eyes closed when suddenly I felt hand on my left shoulder. This was quickly followed by second hand fondling my right breast from behind and a gentle kiss on my right shoulder. She pressed into me until I could feel her nipples boring into my back and the warmth of her body against my buttocks. My first instinct was to escape but the wall with the showers was in front of me and she was almost surrounding me from behind. Besides, it felt good and I wasn't sure I wanted it to stop. Now both of her hands were on my breasts, fondling, kneading and tweaking. My already firm nipples were as hard as acorns and despite the hot shower I was covered with goosebumps. I made a snap decision and turned around to face her. My nipples brushed against hers and it was almost like an electric shock went through me. When her lips met mine and her tongue pushed into my mouth I felt a weakening in my knees and an exotic feeling as my pussy came alive with moisture. Without breaking our kiss or our embrace her right hand found its way down to my crotch and felt the dampness my pussy was producing. Slowly her lips left mine and without moving her hand from my pussy she lowered her head and took the nipple of my left breast into her mouth. Up to this point I had only been a passive participant in my own seduction. This changed completely when I pulled her head hard against my breast with one hand and began to massage her breasts with the other. Without letting her mouth lose contact with my body she went down on her knees in front of me and kissed a path from my nipple to my belly button. The fingers of her right hand had found my clitoris and were alternating between rubbing it and being inserted into my vagina. Her left hand had slid down my buttocks and was exploring my anus. With a gentle shove she pushed me back against the shower wall and put the thigh of my right leg on her shoulder. This laid my pussy bare so that her tongue could replace her fingers on my clit. Between her finger sliding in and out of my anus and her tongue doing the same to my pussy I knew that it would only be seconds before I climaxed. She must have sensed this because she pulled me down on the floor and had me take a position on top of her straddling her face. All I had to do to reach her pussy with my mouth was to lean forward. Both showers were still running but we were in the center the floor well away from the mainstream. Her tongue fucking my pussy and her finger fucking my ass hole made it impossible for me to concentrate on my part of this 69 proposition. All I could do was to sit there with my head back while the waves of pleasure washed over me. Within just a few moments I reached my first orgasm and could feel rivers of my cum flowing out of my pussy and onto her face. Each time her tongue touch my clitoris I shuddered and more of my juices flowed. Even her nose touching my anus caused me to shiver. After my third or fourth orgasm I was so spent that it was a welcome relief to stretch out and bury my face in her crotch. I couldn't tell if her shaved monds of Venus was wet from the showers or from our encounter. When I slid my tongue into her pussy I knew it was wet for me. The moisture was sweet and delicate without any mustiness. She began to squirm almost immediately and within seconds she was bucking her hips against my face has my tongue plunged ever deeper into her. Her orgasm wasn't as intense as mind but it left her gasping for breath. When it was over, we took turns bathing each other, giggling like a couple of school girls. Later, when we were leaving we ran into Thomas, the old caretaker. He gave us a knowing smile and asked if we had a nice shower. I think she winked at him when she said "one of the best." His parting remark was "come again." I couldn't help but think "I sure as hell hope so." And we did! (Many times.) The Workout The Mid-Town Gym is one of those bright light, loud music, and hi-tech equipment places. It was big with separate rooms for cardio, aerobics, tanning, and an enormous weight training area. Mirrors lined the walls, and dark blue rubber matting covered the entire floor of the weight room. Hard wood covered the floors of the aerobic room. All types of people work out there, from the hardcore bodybuilder to the older woman looking for that fountain of youth. Then there are the girls! The tight bodied spandex wearing variety. They traveled in-groups too. Men would watch them like a pride of lions would watch a herd of Thompson's gazelles. The amount of people in the gym at any one time depended on a lot of factors the time of the day and the day of the week. Mornings are typically lighter than evenings when the yuppies would crowd in. That is when Scott worked out there, the morning. He would meet two of his buddies there. They were all police officers who worked the evening shift, and used the mornings to workout and go shooting at the range. He and his friends Bruce and Gregg had been using this gym for over a year. It was working out well for them. A lot of girls worked out there, and a lot of those girls go crazy for a guy in a uniform. The guys actually started doing Tae-Bo as part of their cardio workout, and it wasn't for the extra exercise! The women who took the classes were the hottest, and the sizes of the classes themselves were small. The guys would take the back row where they could get the best view of the whole scene. The workouts were intense, and the body positions demanding. The guys stuck with it though, and became good friends with the head instructor and her two assistants. Tina, Jamie, and Suzie are all young women in their early twenties. Tina and Jamie both have long dark brown hair and eyes, and a great tan from the tanning beds. Suzie has dirty blond hair and green eyes. All three are in great physical shape, and dress in the hottest aerobic outfits. The six of them worked out doing the Tae-Bo, but they also lifted weights together. The gym was lightly filled in the morning, and they were able to work out freely on all the equipment. There was always a lot of good-natured flirting going on, and plenty of opportunity for some "innocent" physical contact. The girls were the number one topic of discussion with the guys in and out of work. They were determined to get with them. It was going to happen it was just a matter of when... * * * * * Scott showed up to the gym a little early Monday morning to get in a little extra cardio before his buddies showed up. There was only old lady Taylor on the treadmill, and the fruit drink slinger behind the counter. Scott changed into his running shoes and put on his Walkman. He started walking on a treadmill, which stood in a row of identical machines slightly elevated above the other cardio machines. He slowly increased his pace to a brisk jog. About 15 minutes into his run, Suzie entered the gym and noticing him on the treadmill gave him a friendly smile and wave. She was wearing street clothes and proceeded to the women's locker room to change. In about five minutes she came back out and was wearing a pair of dark pink spandex shorts with a bikini type top that left her stomach and back exposed. She walked over towards Scott, and mouthed "hi" to him. She got onto the stair-climbing machine directly in front of Scott, and proceeded to work out on a brisk pace on the machine. Moving her legs up and down in exaggerated motion. The spandex of her shorts filling every crevice of her hot ass, and her long brown hair swinging from side to side. Scott's eyes were riveted to that site, that stunning ass. Ever once in awhile she would sort of glance over her shoulder to see if he was watching her. Of course he was, and along with the jogging his heart was ready to explode in his chest. Not to mention that a large part of his supply of blood was now in his dick, which was threatening to rip it's way out of his running shorts. Luckily he was also wearing spandex type shorts under his running shorts, and that helped to conceal the monster a little. Suzie was working up a little sweat now, and there was a line of sweat outlining the thong she was wearing under her shorts, and rivets of sweat running down her back. She was really working the steps now, pumping harder than ever. After about ten more intense minutes she slowed down, and eventually got off the machine. She grabbed a fluffy pink towel out of her gym bag, and wiped her face and neck off. She glanced over at Scott and smiled, and looked straight at his crotch and smiled some more. Scott stopped walking, which is what he had slowed down to cool off as Suzie slowed down on the stepper. He got off the machine, and grabbed his own white towel out of his gym bag. He stepped down next to Suzie "Well that was a good little warm up", he said to her. "You too", she replied. "Where are your buddies?" "Oh they'll be here later. I just wanted to catch up on my running." "Well what are you going to do now that you are all warmed up?" asked Suzie. "Well, I'm not sure. I don't want to get into our chest routine until the boys get here", relied Scott. "You look pretty sweaty right now, and I think you ought to clean up a little," suggested Suzie. "What do you suggest Suzie?" asked Scott. "How about a quick shower?" replied Suzie. "Sounds good to me," replied Scott. Suzie grabbed up her gym bag and motioned with her head for Scott to follow her. She headed out across the still vacant gym and towards the locker room area. She walked into the women's locker room, but Scott hesitated at the door. She came back to the door. "Come on Scotty don't be afraid. Nobody's here", she said teasingly. Scott followed Suzie into the locker room. It was a large room with several rows of large lockers with benches in front. The showers and bathroom area were at the far end. The shower stalls like those in the men's locker room were for individual use with heavy vinyl shower curtains covering the fronts. Suzie went two rows of lockers over, and unlocked her locker. She put her gym bag in it, and motioned Scott over. Scott came over, and put his bag down on the bench next to her. He was still a little nervous in case someone should come in. "Don't worry. Be a little daring. I thought you liked me," said Suzie. "I do like you!" replied Scott. "Let's go!" Suzie gave a breath-taking smile, and reached down and pulled her top up over her head. Her breasts were two perfect firm and tan globes. Than she kicked her sneakers off. She bent over to put the sneakers in her locker, and stayed facing that way as she bent over to pull down her shorts, and thong. Scott was wasting no time, and almost ripped his own clothes off. Suzie grabbed her pink towel, and headed for the shower with Scott following. Suzie's hips swaying in that inviting way that makes men go crazy. The shower stall was just big enough for the two of them to move around. The water was hot and steamy. Suzie grabbed her soap and started to lather up Scott's front and back, paying special attention to his now rock hard cock. Than it was Scott's turn, and he soaped up her compact hard little body. She was a lot shorter than he was, and he had to squat down a little to get low. Than he started to lick the running water off her belly, and her breast while squeezing her firm ass. He works his way up her front kissing her neck and shoulders, and finally her mouth. After a few minutes of heavy kissing, he works his way back down her front all the way to her shaved pussy. Suzie spreads her legs quite a bit to allow Scott access to her hot wet slit. She leans back a little against the wall further pushing her pussy forward. A few minutes of this goes by with A LOT of moaning from Suzie. Scott reaches up for her hips and slowly turns her around so her ass is right in his face. He licks the running water off her ass and backs of her legs, and she leans forward to enjoy the feeling. He quickly flicks his tongue across her tight little butt hole, and Suzie almost jumped through the roof. Scott quickly stood up behind her, and guided his swollen member to the opening of her pussy running the head of his cock back and forth. Than gentle pushing it into her sopping wet pussy. Suzie pushed back with each thrust, and soon Scott's cock was deep inside her. He grabbed her hips, and began pumping fast and hard. Suzie was really moaning now, and crying out quite loud as Scott pounded away at her hot hole. She reached back between her legs and rubbed his balls. Scott slid his hands up to her firm little breast with their rock hard nipples. Suzie's body was shaking now, and she was pushing back steady and hard against him. She was squeezing his balls harder now, and he was ready to cum. Suzie pulled away, pulling her pussy off Scott's cock. She spun around and kneeled down in front of Scott taking his cock into her mouth. She began to lick and suck it like a wild woman, and squeezed his ass while doing it. Scott grabbed the back of her head. "I'm gonna cum baby," said Scott. "Cum baby cum," replied Suzie. Suzie took Scott's cock in her hand and started to jerk him off hard and fast, and it only took a few moments for Scott to start to explode all over her. She kept jerking him off until he stopped pumping, and than giving him a final suck she stood up. "Well I think we had better shower off, and get to that work out. Our friends should be here soon," said Suzie. "Yeah. But this was just part of my warm up you know," replied Scott with a mischievous grin. Scott stepped out of the shower and grabbed his towel to dry off. He spotted old lady Taylor at the end of the row of locks just finishing changing into her street clothes. She gave him a wide grin, and grabbing her bag headed out of the locker room. "Oh yeah," thought Scott. "This is going to be some workout." To Be Continued... The Workout Oh man it had been a roller-coaster of a day. My proposal was now two weeks overdue and you, my best customer, had started to lose your patience with me. If I could only keep this phone from ringing for just one more hour, I know that I could wrap it all up. "Ring - Ring" Oh no, not again. "Yes" I answer brusquely "Well", came your familiar voice, "if that is how you answer for your best clients, I only wonder how you treat your worst! Not to mention the timeliness of your proposals needs something to be desired" Your voice always made me nervous, especially how she drew out the word "desire". I though "Oh no, I can't put your off any longer." "I am truly sorry. It has been crazy here and while your proposal has been in front of me for the last two weeks, I just can't seem to get away form the office long enough to finish it. I am very sorry. I should have it completed in the next hour or so, if the phone doesn't ring." "I have a wonderful solution" It was your practice to make suggestions in your sweetest voice, a voice that contained a slight accent that conjured up images of palm trees and beaches and crashing surf. "Why don't you come over here, I have a full suite at the Ritz and you can work in peace while I conclude my business in New York." It was a perfect solution. I could focus on your needs alone, without the office distractions. I readily agreed. I arrived at your suite and realized that I was in a shambles. My 14-hour day had caught up with me and it showed. My suit was a mess, I had beard nubs emerging on my chin and I could only imagine what my hair looked like. Standing in the hall, I had no other choice. While I had my work out clothes packed in my oversized briefcase, I don't think it would be appropriate to meet you for the first time dressed in an oversize T-shirt and lycra shorts. Who would have imagined that I would be wrong. The door swung back to reveal an extremely attractive woman in your early twenties dressed in a fashionable warm-up suite. She was, much younger than your voice on the phone. "HI" I said, extending my hand, "I am ..." "I am in here" said a voice over the shoulder of the young woman in front of me. "Bridgett, please show him in." That was the voice I had heard on speakerphone over the last two months. The living room of the suite had been turned into a mini-gym, complete with Stairmaster, treadmill and free-weights. "Bridgett is my personal trainer, she travels with me," you explained, as you effortlessly climbed the Stairmaster. "Do you work out?" You inquired as I set my briefcase down and I glanced back toward you. Actually, it was much more than a glance. It was more of a gawk. My eyes started at your hardened calves, moved past your sinewy legs, firm butt, paused at your breasts, which were covered in a thin stretch material, hardly concealing your swollen nipples on average sized, nicely proportioned breasts. My eyes locked in with yours, which were in the process of giving me the once over as well. "Do you always sleep in your clothes?" you asked with a mischievous smile. "You can set your laptop over there while Bridgett and I finish." With that, you turn away while Bridgett stepps to your side and began pushing you to go faster. For the briefest of moments I had visions of the three of us together, causing my shorts to feel a bit tighter, but I put those thoughts aside, after all you were my client, and I focussed on finishing up so that I too could get my work out in. With no distractions, I was able to finish in half an hour. I printed a copy and walked over to you while you were on a lifecycle, pumping away. I started to leave, knowing it would take your quite a while to absorb all the nuances of the proposal;. "Where are you going?" you asked between pages. I told you that I was going to the local gym to use the treadmill and weights. "Why don't you change and work out here, I have everything you need." You said with a sweep of your hand, "then I will have the opportunity to discuss this proposal with you." It made good sense to me, too, and since I had my gym clothes with me, I agreed. I emerged form the bathroom feeling a bit self conscious in my stretch shorts. After all, it was not the familiar faces at the gym, but a client who would be seeing me in shorts that left nothing to the imagination and a shirt that covered my muscular shoulders but stopped just above my hips. You and Bridgett had moved on to the free weights while I warmed up on the treadmill. Just a few miles then I too would join you on the weights. You spent a long time on your legs, working them hard and it showed. Your muscles were toned to perfection and I could not believe how much weight you were able to move - almost as much as I lifted! You had just started your bench presses when Bridgett's alarm went off and she excused yourself for the evening. You were disappointed that you would not have your coach as the door closed behind Bridgett. I offered to help your with the rest of your workout. "You think you can keep up with me?" was all that you said. For the next twenty minutes, we took turns on the equipment, pushing each other as hard as we could, willing each other to our physical limits. All the while I had trouble staying focused, keeping my thoughts off the swell in your chest when you were on the bench. A few times I realized that I had swollen hard, thinking about your moisture-covered body. While standing over you at the bench with your eyes just inches from my groin, I am sure that you noticed my hardness straining my shorts. It was still a shock when at the end of our workout, you said, "You can shower now, while I finish reading" and you turned your back to me and sat down. My heart had been pounding in anticipation, I thought you were feeling the same energy, I was embarrassed. I felt sure you wanted more. I know that I did. In the shower, I had washed my entire body, over my rock hard abs and my semi-erect manhood. Oh well, at least it was a good work out, I thought to myself. As I worked the shampoo into my hair, I thought I felt a slight breeze. Then I heard water running. My heart started to pound wildly. Were you in the bathroom? "as if reading my thoughts, your voice called out that you needed a bath. By the time I had the lather rinsed out of my hair, your bath water had ended. I opened the door and realized that the towels were all across the room and I would have to step in your full view to retrieve one. You must have sensed my dilemma, as you said in a wicked voice, "go ahead, I won't look" I turned away from you, trying to hide my hardness as I wrapped the towel around my waist and turned towards you. You looked radiant in the tub, your dark hair cascading to your shoulders and floating on the water. Your toes peeking out from the bubbles of the bath, which seem to have magically gathered around the tops of your breasts, hiding most of your chest, yet revealing a hint of your cleavage. It was a very sexy sight to see the white bubbles against your dark skin. My erection beneath my towel echoed my sentiments, a sight your eyes did not fail to miss. "Come over here and bath me" you commanded. I was happy to oblige. I took the sponge and began with your shoulders. I lightly scrubbed your neck and back, your arms and legs, diving beneath the water to follow the contours of your magnificent body. Your strong demeanor melted only once when the rough sponge brushed across the tip of your chest, when a small moan escaped your lips. I had scrubbed you clean. Boldly, I stood and removed my towel, then slid behind and underneath your in the tub. You were only to happy to allow me in. There was enough room in the tub for both of us. Enough room for me to lift your up to the water's surface and float you on top, supporting your neck with one hand while exploring your body with the other. My fingers brushed away the bubbles from your chest as I lightly etched circles on your body. The contrast of my long white fingers rolling your very dark nipples kept me swollen to the breaking point. I needed your bad and I needed you soon. With you still floating on the surface, my fingers traced down across your flat abdomen, sending shivers throughout your entire body, which contracted in spasm. My fingers slid across your stiff pubic hair and traced the outline of your labia. You moaned in my ear as my fingers slid up and down between your labia, which were swollen and protruding. And very wet. My fingers slowly spread you apart, encountering the soft buttery insides of your lips. Eyes closed and still floating, You were radiant. Breasts pointing to the ceiling, nipples erect and begging to be sucked. Floating you to my mouth, my lips found your nipple as my fingers continue to massage your labia. Not yet entering your cervical canal, even though I know you wanted me to. As my teeth gently bit and scraped your nipple, my fingers slid deep insider you for the first time. An intense orgasm shook your body as water sloshed everywhere. Your screams of passion echoed off the ceramic walls of the bathroom and yet you still wanted more. Slipping underneath your I surfaced between your legs. Facing my lips to your calf muscles, my hands moved under your buttocks and my fingers spread out to support you. You comment on how large my hands were, able to cover each globe of your firm ass completely. You do not talk for long, as my mouth has now found the inside of your thigh and all your attention is focussed there. Inches away from your mound, I know you can feel my breath.. I know you could anticipate what was about to come next. My hands spread your globes apart, fingers touching in all the right places. With extreme care, I allowed only the tip of my tongue to caress the folds of your lips, a small up and down flick that had your begging for more. God you tasted good. I was so hungry for you. Starting at the tender spot of skin at the base of your vagina, I slid my tongue up in excruciating slow steps. As my tongue neared your clitoris, I was careful not to touch, but rather encircle all around its base. You started to grind yourself into my mouth, begging me to go deeper, to suck your clit hard, make love to your little knob of pleasure. Your thighs now had my head in a vice like grip as the movements of my tongue were having their effect. Water continues to splash out of the tub as you near an orgasm, I thrust my long hard tongue deep into your and you come in volcanic proportions, grinding my face in to you, screaming in joy and passion as water goes everywhere! From my vantage point, all I could see are your beautiful breasts, gleaming in the light reflected off their wet surface, every vein and hair follicle puckered and alive in your orgasm. You looked marvelous, hair wet and wild, chest heaving as you try to catch your breath. After many minutes passed, I helped you out of the tub and towel you off. Taking my time, I am able to worship every nook and cranny, dabbing the towel across your bronze skin that now smells of lavender bath soap. While you stand in the center of the bathroom, I apply lotion to every inch of your body, careful to be gentle behind your knees and in your more sensitive zones. As I stand behind you to massage the lotion into your shoulders, I pull you back against me so that we could see the reflection of our bodies in the full length mirror at the end of the room. My beard stubble scratches against your neck, sending shivers down your spine. You watch in the mirror as my hands slid down your shoulders and around your waist, then up to your chest. Pulling you tight against me. My hardness now rests in against the top of your crack as my hands roll your nipples. Placing your hands over mine, You guide me down, across your stomach and to the tops of your thighs. There our hands traveled up to the inside of your thighs, lifting your off your feet and spreading your legs and lips open. I lowered you so that the tip of my hard cock, gleaming in anticipation, penetrates you for the first time. Our fingers intertwined as my engorged head stretched your to your limits. Four hands caress the point of our juncture. Four hands covered in juices. You raise our fingers up to your mouth and suck those juices off while I rocked into you. Our reflection in the mirror does no justice to the ecstasy that we feel. As my hard cock thrusts into you, my face scratches your back and my hands kneaded your breasts, your breath quickens. The image is too wicked, too visual. I close my eyes as my attention becomes focussed on one overwhelming feeling. My GOD! So tight, So wet,. So warm, SO sexy, my mind numbs as my balls scream they had to explode. I stop my kneading and pull you tight to my chest as I now pound into you with animalistic passion. You can see the veins throbbing in my cock as it pounds into you. With a few thrusts to go my balls contract, my hips take over and a primal moan fills the room. AGHHHH!!!!! I thrust deep one last time as it is my turn to erupt, shooting deep inside. I keep cumming, OH GOD!! It feels so good. I am shivering from the excitement, my hands have left indentations on your breasts. My breath comes in ragged gasps as I fight for oxygen. I realize that you too, have orgasmed and after a few more moments, we collapse together. My arms wrap around you and the reflection in the mirror says it all. We stagger to the bed and collapse in a pile of arms and legs twisted together. It was the best workout ever! The Workout I watched him silently from the doorway. His skin gleamed with sweat, his feet firmly planted on the floor, back against the bench, his hands tight on the bar as he lifted the weight up and slowly lowered it toward his chest. His thighs were taut; the muscles firm as he balanced there working through his exercise routine. His chest was lightly covered with hair that curled gently in the perspiration covering him. His biceps and triceps stood out in stark relief under the skin that covered them. His hair was dark with sweat and I knew he was nearing the end of his workout. Simon loves to workout in the nude. He doesn’t get his shorts dirty and it saves time when he showers afterward. I love it that Simon loves it! I can’t count the number of times I have caught him naked, just finishing a workout. He says they make him hot and I always benefit from it! Looking at his package, I could tell that today was going to be one of those days! He was already half hard and he didn’t even know I was there yet. I heard the clink of the bar being replaced in its holder as I started to unbutton my blouse. My eyes flew to his face and found his clear blue ones looking back at me. He grinned and rubbed his hand over his cock. It was becoming even more erect, stretching out to its full 7 inches. I unzipped my skirt and let it fall to the floor. I stepped out of it and walked toward him still in my bra, stockings and high heels. His hand continued to stroke down the engorged length of his shaft and back up to cover the head as I advanced on him. “Hey big fella,” I grinned at him. “You got another muscle that needs a workout?” “You know I do baby,” he responded with a leer. Slowly I withdrew the hand that had been behind my back and let my newest purchase dangle from my fingertips. His eyes widened and turned dark with lust when he saw the fur-lined handcuffs. His cock was pointing straight up at the ceiling when he released it and I watched it jerk and throb as he saw the strip of leather I held in my other hand. His hands lifted to the weight bar as he adjusted himself into a more comfortable position against the bench. I pulled the snap off the leather strip and let him see the “erection maker” I held. It was billed that way on the package but Simon and I both knew he needed no help in that regard! The device had a twofold purpose. It could help a man maintain an erection if he had trouble with that or, in Simon’s case, it could be used as a cock ring and ball separator just to prolong his pleasure. We had talked about this particular device but I wasn’t sure if Simon really wanted to try it. The look on his face screamed yes! I stepped over the bench so I was straddling him and snapped the cuffs onto his wrists and onto the weight bar. Bending low I ducked under the bar and placed both hands flat on his chest. I drug my bra-covered tits up his stomach and chest and planted a firm kiss on his lips. I let him take my full weight as his cock came into contact with my hose covered pussy. He groaned in his throat and I felt him thrust against me as I ground myself against his hardness. I had fantasized about this moment since my lunch hour when I snuck down to the adult store to buy the toys. My pussy was dripping wet with juice and it was all I could do to restrain myself from letting him fill me with his hard cock. I sat back slowly and continued to grind myself against his cock as I unsnapped my bra. I kept his cock trapped between us and increased the pressure on him by pushing downward. I scooted back when my breasts swung free and let the head of his cock protrude from between us. It was swollen and purplish colored like a big plum. I moaned when I saw it. I bent back down and let my nipples brush against his chest. They were tight and the contact with his damp chest excited them even more. I plucked the leather toy off his stomach and stood up. My fingertips grazed his belly as I trailed them down to his cock. The device had a leather strap that separated his balls and snapped to the strip of leather that was meant to encircle the base of his cock. I tried to fit it over his balls but they were too large. I wondered if this came in bigger sizes but remembered the package saying “one size fits all.” I lifted each ball in turn and pulled them apart as I tried to fit the strap between them but nothing I tried worked. His gasps as I pulled on them might have been pain or pleasure, I couldn’t tell. He has a nice set of balls, not overly large or anything but this thing just wasn’t going to snap. Finally I gave up and snapped the leather around his rigid erection. His face was tense and his hands gripped the bar tightly as I stroked him when I finished. I could see a bead of pre-cum glistening on the tip. I had to taste it and heard him groan when my tongue touched the throbbing head. He thrust against me but I didn’t want this to be over too quickly so I pulled my head back. His eyes were on me as I reached up and pulled the tie from my long brown hair. I shook it free and bent low over him again. I wrapped some hair around his hardness and let him feel the silkiness of it caressing him as I slowly stroked his hair covered prick. “Oh baby, that’s nice,” he moaned as pre-cum leaked from the tip. I stood up and walked around to his head. I squatted down beside the bench and began whispering to him all the things I wanted him to do. I reached down and tore the crotch of my pantyhose open. Then I stood up and lowered my pussy down over his face so he could start licking me the way I like. I placed my tits in his hands and he began pinching and pulling at my nipples. I could feel shudders running up and down my back as his tongue went to work on my swollen clit. I started rising and falling against his tongue so it slid up and down from my dripping hole to the hard nub that needed attention. My hands were tight on the bar beside his wrists as he continued to play with my achingly hard nipples. Our current position left him room to breathe as I pressed myself against the magic of his tongue. He was licking me faster and faster and I was sliding up and down more slowly so his attention would be focused on the hard bud of my clit. I needed to cum so badly and he knew it too. He took each nipple between his thumb and forefinger and pinched them hard when he felt my thighs tighten on either side of his head. He knows how hard they get when I cum. The sensation of him pinching them at the same time is incredible! The vibrations of his tongue were coming harder and faster as he batted my clit about. It was too much for me and I pressed against his mouth as my first orgasm ran through me. “Oh God, Simon,” I moaned. I hung there limply and felt him smile against me as his tongue licked up the cream from my climax. I looked at his cock and saw the pre-cum running down over it as it waved at the ceiling. “Looks like something else needs attention,” I stated as my breathing came back to normal. I lifted myself off his face. Looking down I grinned when I saw his face, damp with my juices. “Ahh, God baby, I need fucked,” he moaned. His hips strained upwards and his cock throbbed inside its leather prison. “I can’t cum with this on.” “Hmmmm,” I sighed. “You do look pretty excited,” I agreed. I walked back down to that end of the bench and watched as his cock throbbed again. I reached out a fingertip and lightly scraped down it with my fingernail. “Ahhh,” he moaned. I turned the finger and ran it up the other side. His cock jerked and his balls were tight against the base of his shaft. “Someone needs a good sucking I think,” I muttered quietly while peeking at his face. “Oh God, yes, please,” he begged. I straddled him so my ass was resting on his chest and let my face come close to the pulsing heat of his straining manhood. I grasped it firmly and gave him a squeeze. I heard his audible gasp when the pressure on the head increased. Then I backed up a little further and he found my pussy in his face again. I wasn’t sure what he would do but he didn’t disappoint me. His lips and tongue immediately went to work licking and sucking on my red, swollen pussy lips. I pulled up on his cock and his hips rose in response. Slowly I stroked the full length of it with one hand and covered the head with the other. It was slick from the pre-cum oozing out the tip. My hands slid easily over the surface and I rhythmically stroked it in time to the long licks his tongue was giving my slit. I could already feel my hips moving in response just as his were. When he circled his tongue around my clit and sucked, I pushed his cock head against my lips. The tip was slick and slid easily past the tight ring I made around it with my mouth. He groaned against me when I sucked it further inside. “Oh God,” I heard him gasp. Immediately his hips began to pump up against my mouth. I sucked more of his aching tool inside and was rewarded by another hard groan against my clit. I bathed his length with my tongue and alternated sucking and stroking him in and out of my mouth. The room was filled with the wet sounds of our sucking and licking accompanied by the deep moans of pleasure we were both making. His cock seemed to get more rigid against me as the need to cum increased. I couldn’t wait any longer so I quickly stood up and turned around to face him. I immediately lowered myself over him and pushed the head of his cock against my own wetness. When I had him positioned I grabbed the bar on either side of his hands. Slowly, ever so slowly, I lowered my pussy down over his cock. I could feel him stretching the hole as he pushed up against me. “Oh, God,” he groaned. “Fuck me baby! Ride my big hard cock,” he demanded as I rose and fell over him. My pussy had been so empty and now felt so full! “Your cock is so big!” I moaned. My hands were tight on the bar as I rose up and down, faster and faster on the thickness filling me. “I’m gonna cum,” I moaned. I put my head down on the bar and ground myself against him as the pulsations built inside me. My pussy had a death grip on his penis as he thrust up into me. “Oh God,” he moaned and I could hear the pleasure/pain in his voice as his cock expanded even more against the tight leather holding it. I was desperate to feel him cum as I reached between us and tore the snap open. His next thrust was almost painful and immediately I felt the hot splash of his man cream against the walls of my cunt. “Unnngh,” he groaned as he emptied himself into me. Over and over again I felt him jerk inside me as his hot seed poured out into me. My own orgasm seemed to go on and on, ebbing and flowing around the pulsing organ within me. We’ve played with that little strip of leather many times since then and as investments go, I think it has paid for itself a hundred times over! The Workout Lori always loved working out. She went to the gym four times a week to do aerobics, swim, workout on the machines...just about everything. She liked staying in shape, and it really showed. She was a knockout. Whenever she was working out on the machines, the guys around would be checking her out. Without realizing it, they would just stare at her as if she was one of those magic eye pictures that you have to focus on to see. She knew they were looking and it didn't bother her one bit. She'd put a lot of effort into this body and was proud of the results. When Lori worked out, she was almost oblivious to the people actually there. She knew they were around but she wouldn't have even recognized her own mother if she were there. Lori gets very focused during her workouts and is sometimes absent-minded. Toward closing time, there weren't very many people left. After Lori got finished with the stair-stepping machine, she grabbed a towel and was wiping the sweat pouring from her forehead. She started walking to the shower room and ended up making a wrong turn...into the men's locker room. She sat down on the bench and got undressed. Grabbing a towel from a stack, she headed for the shower stalls. As she passed one by, she noticed a man's feet poking out from under a stall. She looked around and realized what she had done, but before she could go back to get her things, the man stuck his head out to go grab the shampoo he forgot. Lori looked at him and was pleasantly surprised. It was one of her best friends, Jared. He looked at her with the towel wrapped around her, chuckled and said, "Make a wrong turn, Lori?" She kind of looked down and smiled, "Hi Jared...yeah." Just then, they heard a couple of male voices coming into the locker room, so without thinking, Lori jumped into the stall with Jared and pulled the curtain closed. He was quite surprised but pleasantly so. He had always thought Lori was gorgeous and wanted to take things further than friendship. Lori whispered, "I'm sorry. I don't want to get kicked out of this club. I love it here, and--" Jared put his finger up to her lips and smiled. "It's okay. I'm almost done with my shower and then you can take yours. I promise I won't peek if you won't." She looked around, obviously a little flustered and finally managed to say, "Okay." He slipped back into the shower and began finishing up when he felt two arms come from behind him and go up to his chest. He jumped a little, not expecting anything like that to happen. When he turned around, there was Lori looking at him with lust in her eyes. They grabbed each other, pressing their wet, naked bodies together and kissing deeply. His hands roamed down to her perfectly-formed ass as her hands caressed his back. He brought his hands around front and caressed her breasts. He bent down and took one of her nipples into his mouth with the water from the shower splashing onto them both. She grabbed the back of his head and started to let out a moan but stopped herself, remembering there are other men in the locker room. This got her even more excited. Jared stood with his back to the shower as Lori got on her knees. She stroked his hard, wet cock in the hot water and then took him into her mouth. He braced himself against the walls of the stall as she gave him the most incredible blowjob he had ever had. Grabbing her head, he pulled her up into a deep kiss. He grabbed her ass and lifted her off the floor, bringing her down right on top of his erection. As he slid into her, he put her back up against the wall and kissed her neck. He thrust into her over and over again, the water providing some buffer for the sounds they were making. Lori held onto the back of his neck as he penetrated her. She had never felt so out of control in her life, and she loved it. Jared pulled himself out of her and lowered her to the floor, her legs riding his all the way down until they landed with a splash. She turned around, placing her hands against the wall, and stuck that beautiful butt out for him. He grabbed her hips and thrust into her again. He watched himself go in and out of her as he had imagined so many times before. This time it was real and he couldn't believe it. He felt the heat take over his body as he penetrated her over and over again. He put his head next to her ear as he came. "Oh, Lori...oh, god Lori," he whispered. She whispered back, "Oh, Jared...give it to me, baby...oh, yeah..." He came with three last thrusts. They both just stood there for a minute, enjoying the afterglow and the feeling of hot water soaking their sweating bodies. Lori turned around and kissed Jared, pulling him close. "Wow, this was the best workout I'VE ever had," she said, smiling at him. He chuckled, "Yeah, me too. I can't wait to do it again..." The Workout Jen put on her skin-tight, black workout-leggings over a thin thong. A sports bra and tight sports top followed as she examined herself in the full length mirror hanging from the back of her bedroom door. As she adjusted her hair with flicks of her fingers, she noticed how the stretchy legging material just barely silhouetted the mounds of her labia, as she turned sideways to verify that no panty lines disrupted the smooth round curve of her hips and ass. Jen is comfortable with her age and the womanliness of her body. She is firm and fit, but not without a thin coating of soft, smooth flesh, which makes her just a little bit curvy. Satisfied, she left the bedroom and headed toward the door. "Honey, I'm going to the gym to work off some steam. Be back in about 2 hrs," she called down the stairs. "Uhh, O.K. Hon," is all she heard from the basement. The 2007 NCAA championship game was on, Florida vs. Ohio State, and she could be sure that he wasn't moving from 'that chair' for the duration of the game. She'd tried before to compete against his other interests and resigned herself that though she loved him, and would never leave him, he would never understand the insatiable burning she felt to be passionate with open abandon. She'd already concluded that it wasn't really his fault. People change and over the years, Jen became more in tune with her sensuality while he did not. You can't instruct instinct into someone and Jen had grown into a very instinctual, sensitive lover who is in tune with the energy of her body and that of her partner's. Being instinctual and sensitive requires vulnerability and openness, neither of which can be sustained without reciprocity. Inevitably, she sought out and found other avenues. The warm, spring air hit her as she stepped out through the door. She noticed the sweet smell of the cherry blossoms and pear trees, and thought to herself that the scent had become more pungent in the evening air. She got into her car, adjusted the rear view mirror, took a deep breath and drove away smiling. Jen wasn't going to the gym that night. No weight machine, no treadmill or aerobic trainer could do for her what she needed. Chatting online earlier with her lover had aroused her passions. She thought of his slender, muscular torso, his firm ass and the modest tuft of hair that leads down his belly. Jen's skin was afire and tingling and her stomach ached, as if she hadn't eaten all day, in anticipation. '2 hours,' she thought to herself. 'That's 15 minutes there and 15 minutes back which leaves almost an hour and a half.' She tried her best to concentrate on driving, and not running into someone or something, but her distracting thoughts of her lover were her making her wet. As she drove, her throbbing clit demanded attention, so she gently stroked herself through her already damp pants, but not enough to bring her to a climax. The existence of the Championship game gave them plenty of opportunity to plan out that evening's rendezvous. She headed straight for the motel across town where Tony would be waiting. 'Room 7,' she thought as she drove. She chucked to herself recalling that she remembered the room number by tying, 'seven' to 'heaven', 'seven', 'heaven' she thought and smiled as she turned into the parking lot. Jen found the hotel room door unlocked and with a slight announcement, she walked in. Tony was reclining back on the bed. The covers were thrown to the floor and he laid there naked with only a thin bed sheet loosely covering him from his hips down. She closed the door behind her and walked toward him. She loved Tony's smile and his eyes. Without a sound, they spoke of his passion for her. Slow jazz was coming from the clock radio on the bed stand to the right. "Strip for me slowly," Tony said in a way that was equal parts request and suggestion. Jen started to sway her hips slowly to the rhythm. She closed her eyes and raised her arms outstretched over her head and then gradually brought them down to her temples. She dragged her hair back away from her face and swooshed her head back, letting her thick, long, brown hair tickle the back of her shoulders. Still swaying with her eyes closed, Jen brought her hands to the sides of her chest and gave her full breasts a squeeze, then grabbed her sports top at her ribcage and peeled it, and her sports bra, off over her head and threw them to the floor. Her open hands returned to her breasts and she rubbed her erect, sensitive nipples with just the palms of her hands. For the first time since her dance started, Jen opened her eyes and locked onto Tony's gaze. Tony's hard-on was quite visible through the thin material of the white bed sheet and as Tony stared back into Jen's eyes, he slowly traced the length of his cock with the fingertips of his right hand. Tony sat up and swung his legs over the side of the bed. Now sitting, he said, "Come over here. Come closer." Jen smiled and sauntered with the beat closer to Tony, while she hooked her thumbs under the elastic waist band of her workout pants. She peeled them down off her hips and down her thighs, leaving just the thong. She stepped out of them and left them jumbled on the floor as she arrived close to the bedside, just beyond his reach. She took a step to the left, separating her stance, and gyrated her thong strapped pussy and hips before Tony's face. Jen spun around with her back now to him and took a dramatic wide step to the right and bent quickly forward at the hips, whipping her long hair forward over her head. The soaked thong was nestled up between the mounds of her smooth, shaved pussy as she looked back between her legs at Tony and reached her hand, outstretched calling for his touch, through her legs. When he reached for her, she smiled and quickly retracted her offered hand, but left it resting on the exposed flesh of her labia. Jen's breath was very deep and audible now. She rubbed her self in long stokes ending at her wrist and finally gasping her breath, she pushed the thong aside and buried one, then two fingers deep inside of her. "Oh my God, you are so incredible. You are so sexy," Tony said in a low lustful voice. The sound of his voice sent shivers down her spine. She quickly fingered herself 4 or 5 times and she moaned, "I'm SO horney, I want you to touch me SO badly". Tony stood up from the bed and moved behind her. He pushed his rock-hard cock down with his hand and placed it between her legs; resting it between her thong and her hand. Jen brought her legs together and tightly squeezed her milky thighs and ass, engulfing both Tony and her hand in her soft flesh. He placed his hands on her waist and slowly guided her torso more upright as he slid his hands up the side of her torso to her breasts. Tony gently cupped a breast in the palm of each hand while he lightly rolled her nipples between his thumbs and forefingers. The silky material of her thong and the wetness still present on her hands allowed Tony's cock, which rode long strokes against Jen's fully aroused clit, to slide easily between her clenched thighs. Their hips moved slowly, still moving to the slow jazz beat. Jen looked down and watched excitedly as the head of Tony's cock pushed out beyond her body into her cupped palm, as she shuddered with her first orgasm. Not wanting to cum too soon, Tony pulled back and guided Jen to the bed. He positioned her on all fours, and kneeling next to her on the bed, he started stroking her left inner thigh and the back of her calf. On an up stroke up her thigh, he reached up between her legs, letting his hand trace up over Jen's belly and beyond, just barely touching the bottom of her suspended breasts and nipples. When he reached as far as he could, he pressed his forearm firmly against her pelvis, lifting Jen's weight slightly from the bed. Tony flexed his forearm as Jen rolled her pelvis against the firmness of his muscle. With his hand open and his fingers spread wide to support her firm, spasming abs, Tony flexed his upper arm. His bicep became engulfed on either side by the cheeks of Jen's ass, which squeezed in unison with her abs each time Jen's clit rolled over the rock-hard belly of Tony's forearm. With Jen still on her knees, Tony moved behind her, his legs straddled hers, and their feet intermingled. Placing his hands on her hips, Tony slid his hands to her waist encouraging Jen up off of her hands. As she rose up, he took her wrists in his hands and wrapped her arms back along side both of their bodies and left her hands resting on his muscular ass. This arched Jen backwards and she let her head fall back onto his shoulder, her hair tickling his upper chest and nipples. Tony rose onto his knees to match her position, as he pressed himself into Jen's soft, round ass. Jen could feel Tony's cock glide along her ass crease as they moved their bodies in unison, her ass gently massaging his cock as his hands explored the bottom on her rib cage and the side of her full, firm breasts. Jen moved her right hand to form the top of a love tunnel between her ass and her hand as Tony's hand slipped slowly down her flat, soft belly and glided over her clit settling between her thighs. They were giving, sensitive and empathetic lovers. As a matter of fact, this quality is what they both appreciated most about each other. They both seemed to know just how, where and when to touch, and not to touch, each other without a word ever spoken between them. They both took as much pleasure, maybe more, from discovering new ways to please the other as they did in being pleased. This open, selfless giving, freed them to focus on the joy of giving and receiving pleasure in a way that was unique in both their sexual experiences. The touch of Tony's hand was at all times both intentional and sensitive. Every part of his hand worked independently; his palm massaged her pelvis just above her clit, his middle finger slid along the soaked, silky material of her thong covering her clit, and his side fingers tantalized the steaming, engorged flesh of her labia. Their bodies slowly pumped together in the air above their heels, while Jen doubled and tripled the frequency, grinding her ass along Tony's cock, which was held deep between her cheeks by her right hand. Tony pushed aside Jen's thong and started to end his right hand strokes with his fingers buried inside her. Their pace quickened and when Tony sensed Jen was close to the edge, he focused all the energy to his hand on her clit. Jen bucked back against Tony's cock on one side and his hand on the other, as she came in a sustained orgasm. Jen spun around on her knees facing Tony and gave him the first kiss of the evening. She pressed her lips softly against his, then she pulled back slightly and traced just inside of his waiting lips with the tip of her tongue, finishing with another soft kiss. She brought her hand to his mouth and explored his lips softly with her finger tips. He kissed them gently, reached up and guided her middle finger into his mouth; kissing and softly sucking it as it passed over his lips, and then he removed it and kissed the palm of her hand. Jen guided her kisses down Tony's neck to his chest. She tickled his right nipple with her tongue while she reached down and dragged her fingernails along the underbelly of his cock, which jerked up reaching out for her touch. With Tony still kneeling, Jen's head continued its progress down Tony's torso until she was resting back on her heals. She took both hands and dragged her fingernails up and down Tony's cock, interrupted periodically by an occasional lick or kiss. She started sucking just the head at first, while using her extended tongue to lick the sensitive underbelly just below the head. Tony brought his hands to her head above her ears and raked his fingers back through her thick, brown hair, providing just enough connection for a little balance and for him to encourage her motions without taking control. Jen was excellent with her mouth and Tony looked to the side so that he could watch her take him in. She started to take Tony deeper and deeper in long, suctioned strokes. Jen reached up with one hand and gently squeezed his balls, while she formed a ring at his base with the middle finger and thumb of the other hand. When her lips reached her hand, Jen slid her fingers up and down following her lips. Her pace now quickened and as she withdrew up his shaft, she started involving two fingers and then three, until she finally had her entire fist leading and following the path of her lips. "Oh god, that feels so good." Tony moaned. "Oh god. Yes. Oh yea, I'm getting close, Oh, yea." Jen let out a soft moan and intensified her actions. "I'm cumming. I'm cumming," Tony said louder this time. Jen could feel his cock stiffen and the head expand in her mouth as she tasted the first drops of pre-cum. "Oh .. god .. uhhh .. uhhh!," was all Tony could finally get out as the first wave of cum hit the top of Jen's mouth. She pulled Tony's cock almost all the way out, only leaving the head in and returned to aggressively sucking and licking just the head and sensitive underbelly. Tony's body spasmed as he fell backward onto the bed; his ass falling to his heels and his hands catching his reclined upper body. Jen continued to suck and lick. With her hand still on his balls and her mouth on his cock, she could still feel him pumping and his body still quivering, but nothing more was to come. She swallowed the last of it and crawled up his body and pushed him back onto the bed. Laying on top of him, Jen gave him a deep, sensual kiss. Tony quickly rolled her over onto her back so that he was now lying on top of her. He returned the kiss and made his way down to her breasts. Her nipples were erect as he sucked each of them in turn. He licked and kissed the sides and undersides of her tits and then circled back to her nipples. His kisses proceeded past her diaphragm to her soft, sexy belly. He licked and sucked her belly button and repositioned himself with his body between her legs. Tony gently bit and sucked her clit through the material of her thong, which was so drenched that it was like a translucent, second skin. He grabbed the sides of the thong and dragged it down her thighs and off past her feet. For the first time this evening, they were both completely naked. He followed her sweet scent back up past her knees, up her thighs to its source. As if preparing to take a first bite of an over ripe peach, Tony opened his mouth and lips widely and lapped her, slowly dragging his tongue and bottom lip up the length of her pussy as if trying not to miss a single drop. He then proceeded to lick her with long strokes of his tongue, starting at the bottom of her slit and ending circling her clit. He alternated from up the center of her slit to both sides of her swollen labia, each time wrapping her clit with his tongue at the end of each stroke and surprising her periodically by burying his tongue deep inside her. Jen began to move with her own rhythm and Tony intuited from her motions what her body was telling him, 'harder' and 'faster'. Tony quickened his pace, shortening his tongue strokes and spending more and more time sucking her erect clit between his lips and into his mouth. Now focusing completely on her clit, Tony entered Jen's pussy with one and then two fingers of his right hand. He slowly pumped and twisted his fingers in and out of her and curled them up inside and massaged her g-spot while continuing to lick and suck Jen's clit. Jen's movements became faster and more and more intense and Tony matched her pacing as she twitched and came all over his chin and hand in a glorious orgasm. Tony moved back up the bed to lie beside Jen. They rested in each other's arms gently caressing each other and catching their breath. Jen looked at the clock and muttered, "Damn it, I've got to put myself together and start getting back." There was no argument from Tony. Their relationship was catch as catch can and had its proper place in both their lives. Neither of them would ever want to do anything to threaten their relationships with their spouses or family. This wouldn't be the last time they'd meet, and so discretion and safety were always maintained. Better to survive and save it for another day of passionate fun. They ended the evening just holding each other and tracing each other's bodies with light touches of their finger tips. They sat naked on the edge of the bed, Jen's bare ass nestled against Tony's crotch, while Tony brushed Jen's thick, brown hair. They quickly cleaned up, gave each other a long, sensual kiss good-bye and headed to back to their homes and families. The Workout Bench Ah my beautiful slave, Here we are – one of our favorite places – you astride the workout bench dressed in your tight black corset – breasts pushed up for my pleasure – nipples with their clamps on – pretty gold chain dangling between them with your clit clamp and chain attached to your nipple chain. Your hands cuffed to the lat pull-down bar with the fur-lined cuffs – hands gripping the handle. Your leather collar in place – lovingly locked in place with the little gold padlock. Such a beautiful collar you have, my pet – with your MASTER's name spelled out in tiny diamonds. I stand before you – my staff hardening with the thought of what is to come. Your downcast eyes widen when you notice how huge it is getting. I tilt your chin – forcing you to look into my eyes. Easing my cock forward – you anticipate what is about to happen – you open your mouth – I slip my mushroom cap into your opening, past your Scarlet Red lipsticked whore's lips - past your teeth into that hot cavity – as you lick the sensitive underside ever so gently – sucking softly as though you were a newborn baby taking sustenance from his mother's swollen teat while asleep – softly sucking the mushroom cap making it swell – making my cock harden further. My ball strap and cock ring are in place – enhancing my erection – forcing it to a harder level than ever before. I push forward – fucking your hot mouth – until I reach the back of your throat. Feeling you begin to gag, I stroke your cheek – telling you to relax – breathe through your nose – relax. I push farther – feeling my mushroom cap enter your throat – farther than I have ever been before. I withdraw then push ahead again – gaining momentum – driving my cock farther down your lovely throat until my cock is fully embedded – your nose rubbing against my pubic hair. Your lovely throat begins its gag reflex again – the feeling of milking my hard cock. My ball sack tightens as my cock begins to swell – I cum – deep into your throat – I cum. So much that, even though my cock is buried so deep, some cum still manages to escape out of your mouth – running down your chin – dropping onto the bench – mixing with your essence that has flooded the bench already. I ease my cock from your mouth. Time for your blindfold, my pet. Once in place – you feel me sit astride the workout bench. Your senses are so alert that you feel my heat – telling you that I am seated facing you. What is to come? The suspense is making you tremble – a tremor I liken to that of a thoroughbred mare anticipating the attentions of her mate. Anticipations that she is about to be mounted and thoroughly fucked. I lift your knees and slide toward you – your steamy cunt has leaked a copious quantity of juice all over the bench making it slippery. Higher I lift your knees – sliding my hands beneath your firm butt – raising you off the bench so that I might get underneath you. Holding you this way – I slide farther under you – until my huge purple shaft - that has not lost one iota of its rigidity - is directly against your opening. Lowering you slowly – my shaft begins to enter you. I lower you further – until your velvet sheath has fully engulfed my hardness. You moan in pleasure and your body trembles anew. Do not cum yet, my pet – not until your MASTER desires it. I release your butt and allow your legs to dangle across mine as is naturally. Lying there, I feel your pussy clench and unclench – wanting to cum – desperately wanting to cum. Not yet – my pet – not yet. Your MASTER desires further pleasure from you. I'm glad I have already given you a measure of my cum – this way I can last a long time, my pet. I stroke your thighs as your pussy continues its milking action – God! You are so hot! You want to cum and I'm not ready to satisfy your urges. Not yet – my pet – not yet. I lie back on the bench so that I may observe your hardening clit and – to remove the pressure from it that might make you cum too soon. You groan your displeasure of my having deprived you of that which you desire. I lean forward and remove your blindfold – telling you to look at me as I lie back again. Your hot eyes seek mine – those eyes so full of lust that my little cum slut slave is about to burst. Staring into your eyes – I mutter those precious words you have been waiting for, "Cum for me, pet. Cum for me. Show your devotion to your MASTER and cum for me". Your body begins to shake – the tremors coursing throughout your sex is milking my hard cock rapidly now – squeezing it so tight I feel as if it is about to fall off. You begin to cum. As you continue to shake – hands clasping the lat pull down bar – pressing all 200 lb. as you enter into your orgasm. You didn't know your own strength, did you, my pet? To lift such weight. Your moans turn into shrieks – long and loud are they as your orgasm consumes you – head tossing from side to side – desperately wanting to rub your hard clit against something. I reach out a hand and finger your hard clit – sending you into another spasm of orgasms. Pulling on your chains – elongating your pretty nipples – pulling your tits from your body – pulling your clit – stretching you – they feel as though I am going to remove them completely. Flipping your clit again and again – keeping your body shaking with orgasms. By now your body as developed a fine patina – a sheen of perspiration - dripping off your chin – running down your body – mingling with the juices of ours – making the bench more slippery by the minute. Finally I can take no more, my pet. Your hot little cavity has done its work upon my hard cock – the milking action – the rising and lowering as you fucked my hard cock in the throes of your orgasm has overtaken me – I begin to cum – twice in less than 30 minutes – I feel I will be exhausted for the rest of the night. Several spurts of cum deep into your being and my poor cock begins to soften. The ball strap and cock ring can do just so much and their time has passed. It is a chore – this lifting of you off my cock so that I may slide out from under your beautiful body. My massive cum has sapped my energy and it is difficult to remove you off me. Anticipating my lack of energy, you place your beautiful feet on the floor and rise up – allowing me to slide out from under you. You are a wonder, my pet – and you know me so well. I find your favorite vibrator – the one most in my likeness – and insert it into your sopping cunt. I turn it on. Then I place your blindfold back covering your beautiful eyes. Putting a ball gag in your mouth completes the outfit for now. Turning the vibrator on low – I go to shower. Time to get ready to go out to dinner. I check on you to insure you are all right and leave. Leaving you there – on the workout bench – hands cuffed – blindfolded and ball gag in place – vibrator working on your cunt – juices flowing freely soaking the carpet beneath the bench. I fear we will need to replace that carpet, my pet. I was only gone an hour. When I returned – I came straight to you to see how you are. Your tight little body is slumped – vibrator off – batteries drained, most likely – copious juices covering the bench and carpet beneath. You have out done yourself, my pet. I begin to remove your accouterments, taking great pleasure in your stirrings. Every thing removed from you except for your black corset – I help you rise. Leaning your beautiful body against me, I guide you into our bedroom and through into the bath. Seating you on the edge of the Garden Tub – I begin filling it before I remove your corset. Your eyes, though dazed, gaze at me in loving respect. I have allowed you your most desired fantasy – blindfolded, gagged, tied and a vibrator stuffed into your cunt – allowing you to orgasm until you literally passed out. We smile at each other. You begin to lower your eyes and I tilt your chin to me. Kissing your Scarlet red whores lips I tell you that there is no need for that tonight. I allow you to fully gaze upon the body of your MASTER because you have pleased him so well today. Easing you into the hot soapy water – I go to undress – to join you. First to the kitchen to get that chilled bottle of Merlot that is you favorite wine. Returning with the wine, glasses and some cheese – all on a tray – it is your MASTER that will serve you tonight, my pet. It is your MASTER that will do your bidding. At least until daybreak. Washing your pretty body – your MASTER has gained a new respect for you, my pet. You keep your body well toned to do your MASTERS bidding – your muscular thighs – so tight and trimmed - yet without that "muscle-bound" look. Your firm breasts without a hint of sag. Your tight little butt just begging to be fucked. That reminds me. I haven't been there yet tonight. And, wouldn't you know it – my cock is beginning to swell!