2 comments/ 41543 views/ 3 favorites Exercise By: SexSweetheart It was that dreaded time of day again, exercises. Her normal time for exercising was just before her man was due home for the evening. Oh, how she hated doing her daily workout but she was determined to get into better shape for herself as well as for her man. In the exercise room, she put the leveler into the correct free weight level, before placing the weight straps on her wrist and ankles. The machine had adjustable double cable columns with S-hooks to attach the straps to. The continuous cable system allows her to change from one style of leg lifts to another with ease. She used a pair of heavy dumb weights to hold on to during her workout to help counter balance the movement of her legs. She lay on her back with the weights attached to her ankles and started to count. Counting was always boring to her and periodically she would daydream about something to make the reps go faster. Her mind started to wander about the different things she had to do, the creative story writing, cleaning, laundry, ironing, and preparing dinner. Usually exercising helped her creativity flow in developing her various stories. Today she slowly started to think about her man being in the room with her. What would he see watching her . . . wander or wonder? He came home a little earlier than normal since his out of town business meeting that had ended a couple of hours earlier. He was thrilled to be getting home early for a change; perhaps, he could catch his lady in the shower, or doing something else totally naked. He would take her to bed and ravish her body, oh yes; he would enjoy her delicious breasts, and her sexual core. After walking into the house, he stood still for a moment to hear any noise letting him know which room she was in. The sound of her exertions came from the exercise room, causing him to look at his watch to see that it was the hour she always did her workout. That would work, watching her scrumptious body exercising. His lustful eyes saw his lovely wench exercising, which was very inviting with her legs going up, together then spread wide open and down. This made him gaze harder at her with the weights pulling her legs up in the air to show just the bottom of her cheeks. It was when her very sexy legs came down spread wide apart and then back together again to go up made him yearn to get closer to her. As he sat down across from her without saying a word, he noticed the wetness that coated the outside of her exquisite lips. The aroma of her womanly musk came into his nasals as the heavenly scent of a wanton desire building inside of her. This was the final thread that sent his cock shifting uncomfortably inside his pants. He got his two-inch thick, eight-inch long dildo and placed it securely on a six foot pole. He wickedly smiled to himself watching her lying there on the floor totally naked resting for a moment. She was surprised when he hooked her wrist straps to a pair of one hundred fifty pound weights on each side of her body. He stood by her legs up in the air spread open as he pushed the dildo passed her engorged lips to the wet cavern of his personal pleasures. He watched her further surprised shock that over took her eyes from the hard violation of her body. The thrust was powerful enough to push pass her puffy lips which made her body jerk upwards with the weights on her legs pulling them even higher in the air. "What is happening?" she cried out in a painful moan. She did not know why he was doing this to her but the idea inflamed her desires. "That's simple; I'm going to play with you, while you work out. Keep up your exercising," he ordered as he developed a rhythm of thrusting with the pole. She started to moan in delightful pleasure as she got use to the tempo he would speed up his driving force but she had to maintain her own speed. As the velocity of the pace got more rapid her body started to twitch in time to the faster momentum and the moans became louder cries of mixed pleasure with a touch of pain. It got to a point she could no longer lower her legs from the convulsions of her own body betraying her need for a sexual release that was now in his control. He now controlled her ability to have an orgasm, becoming the sole source of her pleasure. He kept preventing it by stopping his teasing and waited for her body to quiet down. As her spasms stopped, she started the up and down movement of her legs again. He heard her complaining from his stopping and begging for more. Plus, she started to beg him to let her have an orgasm. Her moans became louder with her body wiggling and jerking from his thrusting until he allowed her to explode. She collapsed when she finally had cum and released all of her pent up sexual desires. After a short rest period they both needed, he started the second round of playing as he had her do a scissor movement with her legs, with each leg taking its turn going up and down. This gave him the ability to twist the dildo inside of her causing her bottom to wiggle with her legs in the air. This continued change in rhythm and direction confused her. The confusion enveloped her mind and body making her break stride again and again. She was in a total state of sexual unreality with her moans change sounds and levels from one second to the next. Through all of this, he would take short breathers, plus he had to take his pants off because his four star general was at full attention. Even his moans grow with her, plus he had to play with himself. He masturbated watching her body wiggling and moaning. When he permitted her to cum a second time, he also exploded all over himself. Next, he had her on right side then her left, doing the lifts with one leg only. He left the dildo inside of her without playing this time. It was compulsory this time for her to keep the dildo inside of her dripping wet pussy as she did her lifts. It was a struggle to keep it in with each movement of her legs. He shifted his position for the best angle of amazement out of the wiggling to keep inside. Once she was flat on her back again, she had one final massive orgasm. This convulsion caused her body tremble violently which totally wiped her out her final reserves. Seeing her wilted body lying on the floor gave him major sexual cravings, along with an extreme hard on. His four star general wanted to take her on the floor were she laid. He decided not to release her; instead he stood over her limp figure panting with a major desire. He pulled her legs up touching his shoulder, in order to increase the weight to a point that she would not be able to pull her legs down again or get away from him. There combined moans grew quieter as he got on his knees with his engorged rigid cock ready to have its own exercise period. He placed himself by her bottom, opening her legs wide enough for him to push his upper body through. He needed to brace him before he could push himself into her soaking entrance with ease with her hands and ankles restricted. Her eyes open widely seeing him maneuvering into a position to take her for his personal pleasure. He started to take his own pleasure from her body by starting to plunge deeply into the body he totally controlled. It was only his needs and desires that were of concern to him. He had allowed her to have sexual release, now it was his turn. Moans of delight grew again with each hard pounding she took. The only words to come out from her lips were 'Take me harder . . . Use me with no mercy.' He did just that, used her unmercifully, pounding and pounding until he could wait no longer and exploded his sack of seeds into awaiting body. He collapsed on top of her for a few moments to catch his breath plus he was thrilled to have used her body, no, the body he owned in such a unique way. After regaining his strength, he shifted his body in order to release her ankles that fell to the floor in a thump. After removing the straps on her wrist he had to pick her up to carry her back to the bedroom before placing her on their bed. Her body ached from the hard work out of all her muscles and her legs were too weak to support her for the time being. He drooled over her totally relaxed body. Only her slow breathing betrayed the presence of life pulsing inside her. Now, to take her any way he saw fit, satisfying his lusty daydreams of sexual fantasies! Another time, he would fulfill another of his sexual fantasies with her appealing and enchanting body. But for now, he left the bedroom with her sound asleep. He went back to the exercise room to prepare things for the next days exercise. Maybe the next time he would put a vibrating dildo to fill her rear entrance. A short time later, she woke in the bed with a cold sweat, totally naked, and wondered why. She touched her pussy and had to suppress a whimper of pain that she felt from how tender she was. There was a strange and satisfying pleasurable of the soreness in her pussy. When she rolled over, her legs were hurting like nothing she ever felt before. Her man was lying next to her with a smile that she had never seen before. She asked herself, * did she fantasize the exercise session or did it happen for real? * He saw the confusion in her eyes and started to laugh. * Did he do what she had only fantasies about before? Why is he laughing like that, so devilishly? * She wondered. She need to get up, Mother Nature was calling. When she wiped herself dry, a shooting pain went through her body, which made her wench from the touch. She needed to relax for a few moments before she tried get up. Her legs were weak like nothing she had ever experienced before. * Why? * She considered as she walked shakily to the bath room. When she tried to get off the toilet her legs just did not want to help her up, she need to use the sink next to the toilet to help her up. Upon looking in the mirror, she saw a bruise on her shoulder that was not there before doing her exercises. That is when she looked down at her body to see if there was anything else that would show. Her wrists had red marks, * is that from the pulling she did when he was pounding her with the dildo. * The same marks were on her ankles, * is that from when he had my feet hanging in midair? * She shook her head, * No. None of this happened. I just over did the exercises this evening, * she thought to herself. She left the bath room to go to the closet in the bedroom to get a nice robe before going to make dinner. Seeing the reflection of the clock in the mirror, * Julian will be home soon. I was only dreaming he was in bed with me, * she aloud. "No you weren't my pet Juliet. I came home early from my meeting and we played in the exercise room," Master Julian said turning her around to kiss her very passionately as a reward. ************* This is the fifth in the Master Julian & Juliet series. Thanks for taking the time to read my story. Please leave your comment, vote or send me your comments about the story. I will answer those with return email address. Copyright (c) 2006 Exercise She trembles. Her fingers flick back and forth over her clitoris, first rubbing outside, then dragging along her labia before entering deep within and pulling back out. Her legs moistened by the sight of him as he goes through his daily routine. Today he lifts weights, his sweat glistened chest pushing the weight up and down in succession. These days are her favorite to watch. He lies on his bench naked save his underwear. On these days she imagines. She approaches him from the behind his bench, careful to remain silent and unseen. His head is slightly raised as he pumps the bar-bell. He muscles ripple as he thrusts the bar up. They strain as he lowers the bar down. Up, down, up, down. Today he is working at his maximum weight. Up, down. Silently she steps forward, preparing her timing. Up, down. She watches his muscles as she prepares to make her move. Up, down, up, down, up, DOWN. She moves in, placing her hands outside of his, pressing down against the bar. He notices the extra weight first. His gaze flicks back and he sees her. Her hair cascades down around her face framing her simple beauty. From her face he is drawn to her neck, her shoulders, then her breasts. She wears a unitard, the kind that reminds him of a single piece bathing suit. Her breasts push against the fabric, pulsing with each short breath she takes. She is pushing against the bar. He is trapped. Her gaze flits briefly down the length of his body, noticing the slight bulge which has already appeared. She knows he cannot take her full measure from where he is lying. He can see her chest and head but not her crotch, hips or thighs. She is saving the best for last. His mouth opens to speak but closes again with a single look from her. He is hers now. She will determine the timing. She will determine the outcome. She leans back, removing the extra weight and allowing him to rest the bar in its brackets. As he starts to shift into a sitting position her hands come down once more. She rests her weight on his shoulders. He could easily end this now by resisting her weight and sitting anyway, instead he relaxes back against the bench. She smiles slightly as his head shifts in a feeble attempt to see more of her. She smiles as she shakes her head and gently uses a hand to direct his focus once more forward. The bulge is growing. She crouches down behind him and runs her fingers through his hair. Her nails scrape lightly against his scalp sending a slight, but visible, shudder through his body. The bulge pulses once. She drifts her nails down his neck digging in slightly as she messages the muscles in the side of his neck. She watches the bulge pulse once more. Her nails slide along his shoulders before shifting angle and running down his chest. As she passes across his nipples he shudders, his hands gripping the center legs of the bench. His eyes squeeze shut in pleasure. The bulge begins to resemble a tent, many inches long and rising inches above his legs. She feels a drop of moisture slowly wandering down her inner thigh. A warm pressure builds deep within her. She moves around side of him, still crouching. Running her nails across his chest he shudders. His head turns to take more of her in, but remains blocked by her position and the bench. She will see all of him before he sees her even clothed. Her nails run down his body. She traces a path along his inner thigh mirror to where she feels her own moisture running still. His shudder is more violent. His lovely sex has begun to pulse continuously underneath the fabric. She moves once again, this time to the foot of the bench where she kneels. His legs are spread to either side of the bench, feet firmly on the floor and knees bent off of the side of the bench. She leans forward, her motion having the effect of brushing her breasts against his inner thighs and exposing her cleavage to his view. His erection swells fully, her intended response. Her arousal is fully anticipatory while his has been a sensual experience. She has no doubt that the pressure he feels within his testicles is becoming unbearable. An unanticipated giggle escapes her lips causing another pulse from his engorged member. It is time to reward him slightly for his obedience. She withdraws a small knife she had kept hidden and carefully cuts away his remaining clothing. His penis is far larger then she anticipated. His underwear had been hiding the true bounty of this treasure. Seeing it standing straight and strong called to her. She needed all of her will to keep herself from jumping on top of him in that instant. After a year of taunting her with his exercise regime, teasing her with his body, he deserved to suffer in ecstasy a little longer. She leaned back, another act of will, making sure she had his full attention. Slowly she reached up with one hand and slid the strap from her other shoulder. Her other hand crossed her body and slid the second strap down. Slowly her hands dropped until her naked breasts were covered only by her crossed arms. She leaned forward once more until her breasts were once again restricted from view by his own body. Her hands dropped, grabbing the legs of the bench, and she leaned in to nibble on his swollen, sensitive testicles. His head snapped back, hitting the bench as he let out a deep moan. His penis pulsed regularly. He was as ready as she was, but still she refused to give him an easy release. She leans forward, her legs extending underneath her for added range. As she shifts, her breasts flow along his inner thighs until they reach the tender juncture with his hips. She shifts forward further both giving him his first truly unobstructed view of her breasts and allowing them to glide along the tender recess that defines the groin from the legs. His eyes grow wide at the sight, his member begins to pulse faster at the sensation and his whole body shudders with his need for her. Her smile turns into a playfully cruel grin as she decides her next act of torture. She bows her head and surrounds the very tip of his member with only her lips. Initially she intended to avoid any suggestion of oral stimulation but her will was not up to the challenge of keeping her from fully interacting with his powerful sex. If she would not immediately take it within her, her body at least insisted on consuming it, besides it would only increase his need. Her tongue flicked across the very tip as it jerked around in her lips. She pulled back, suddenly realizing exactly how close he was to climax. She let her tongue roll down the underside of his penis until it reached the base where shaft met loose skin. His member had stopped pulsing and was now as steady and strong as it was still. He was groaning constantly. As she leaned forward to devour him one of her hands moved, as if by its own accord, between her legs. Even before reaching her own sex she discovered her outfit soaked through. Shifting aside the damp fabric she slid a finger between her lips. The shudder of pleasure caused her finger to slip deeper. Her tongue slid down his testicles before she leaned back into the strongest erotic explosion she had ever felt. She needed him inside her. Her body shuddered, wracked in waves of ecstasy. She managed to open her eyes slightly and realized that he was completely unaware of her state. All of his attention seemed concentrated on keeping himself from finishing before she was ready to let him. With great concentration she rose on unsteady legs. She tried to remove her finger from within her own recesses but the pleasure was too much for her. She collapsed back to her knees, her fall finally allowing her hand free from her pleasure. With both hands pushing on the bench she managed to stand unsteadily. The act of standing shifted her unitard between her legs, rubbing against her own swollen, overly sensitive clitoris and threatening collapse once again. She looked back to his face as she reached for her clothing. He couldn't tear his unblinking gaze away as he finally took in the full wonder of her body. He was mesmerized as she slid the one-piece slowly towards her hips. As it reached her hips it slipped and gravity took it to the floor, but he didn't notice as he was completely engrossed by the smooth, shaved form standing before him. Her need was almost as great as his. She stepped quickly away from her discarded clothing and straddled his hips. She had timed the encounter precisely so she wouldn't need a condom. The head of his engorged member spread her lips as she slowly lowered herself. His arms tensed as he gripped the bench's legs. Her body exploded as he swelled within her. She lifted herself and thrust down. Her body was shaking as fire raged through every nerve. She lifted herself completely off of him once more before impaling herself farther. Her vision began to grow white as she felt him explode within her. She lifted once again and thrust down until she felt his balls press between her buttocks. Each pulse of his orgasm drove a stronger wave of pleasure through her. Unsteady legs continued to lift her before she gave way and collapsed around him. She couldn't stop herself from driving harder, even knowing she was about to pass out. She lunged forward, grabbing the railing with both hands, slipping slightly under the moisture coating them. Trying desperately to catch her breath, she looked up in time to see him finish his last 'rep', towel off, and leave the room. One day she would have him.