[FM] Fucking The Beast at the Gym [Hotwife]

We’re a little bashful to share this story – a lot of people like to judge on these sorts of things – but to be honest, this is a story I like to jerk off to, so maybe you will too. From here on out, my wife will be telling the story.

**The Set Up (A little long for this one)**

Normally, when we play we do it out of town..good to keep it separate. Most of our experiences have been threesomes or swaps together on vacation or on business out of town. But I had a guilty pleasure near by. There was a guy at my gym I really wanted to fuck.

During one of horny, dirt talk, truth sessions, I told my husband this, and he agreed that it was ok.

The guy was a beast. He was always at the gym. He was about 6’4″. Really tall for me, but he was wide enough to make up for it. He had huge shoulders. Giant arms. Traps like a pyramid. Best of all his quads were like tree trunks. He didn’t a flabby spot on him, and he had huge hands. And that old saying about guys with big hands has always proven true for me. What really turned me on was he wasn’t a typical gym douche bag. He was a big cuddly teddy bear who didn’t know his own strength. I had fantasized a lot about him manhandling me and not knowing how strong he was our how small I am.

I’m 5’2″, around 100 pounds. Asian (so was The Beast actually). I love the gym so I’m pretty fit too, but I like big guys. It’s a turn on to be thrown around and used.

Anyway, knowing The Beast a little bit, we were pretty sure he wouldn’t be down for joining both of us, so I decided to play with him alone.

I waited for one Friday evening when my husband was away for a few days.

I went to the gym in the morning – of course The Beast was there. He’s always there. After working out a bit, I went over and started chatting with him – asking him advice on a new stretch or something. I casually mentioned that my husband was out of town and I had no one to watch the game with tonight. He, being mostly oblivious, just said *’Oh that’s too bad.’* So I had to go with *’Do you want to meet up and watch it together?’*. He agreed and we set a plan to meet up that evening…he of course picked a sports bar to go to.

Later now, I meet him at the sports bar. I had worn a nice jersey dress with a v-neck front. Nothing slutty, just something I would wear on a date. He, of course, was in a T-shirt and work out shorts, despite being early spring. It was adorable. Of course he was still oblivious to the fact that I wanted to fuck him, but I saw the way he checked me out when I came in and new we could get somewhere.

We sat down, but I didn’t want to waste much time there. As soon as the hockey game we were supposedly watching started, I played dumb. *”Oh, I can’t hear it. I like to hear the announcers. This sucks. Can we go back to your place and watch with sound at the end of the 1st period.”* He said no problem, so we finished up food and drink and first period and went back to his place.

**Foreplay**

His apartment was exactly what I would have expected. Spartan. Gym gear all over the place, a little half kitchen with an island separating it from the living room. More protein jars than food. A fucking futon for a couch. The guy lived and breathed gym. It was hot.

I sat at a bar stool, and he plopped down on the futon. My plan had worked. As soon as he turned on the game *’Oh, I can’t see from here, can I sit by you?’* I sat a little closer to him than you would a friend.

As the game went on, I shifted a little closer. Started playing with my hair. Pulled my feet up close on the sofa. Scooted in a little closer. By the time the 2nd period was over, I was basically in his lap. At this point, I think he knew something was up, because despite being the end of the period, he didn’t get up. So, I made my move. I just put my hand on that massive thigh. He didn’t make any move toward me, he didn’t make any move away, I slid my hand to his inner thigh. No move again from him.

I leaned in close. Finally, he moved in and we started making out. I wanted to make sure he knew I wasn’t here for a high school make out session, so I moved my hand onto his crotch. I was expecting big. I got big. He was still soft, but it was like squeezing a brautwurts. He was already bigger than my hand. He was hung. I stroked him over his shorts while he kissed my neck and he got hard.

I stopped him there for a second and made the ground rules clear. *”I just want one night. This isn’t a relationship. This is just us fucking…you ok with that?”* *”Uh huh.”* he mumbled. Good enough for me.

So I climbed off the futon and knelt between those pillars he calls legs. I pulled off his workout shorts and unleashed the dragon. I really, really, wanted to suck his dick. It was kinda too big though. He was big enough I could easily grip it in both hands and have enough left to fit it in my mouth. I could barely fit even that in my mouth. I didn’t think I was doing very well, and I don’t know if he enjoyed it, so then I just sort of fondled it. Stroked it with both hands, licked it, sucked his balls, appreciated his girth.

**Taken to his lair**

Finally I told him to carry me to bed. He picked me up like I weighed nothing, just straight off the floor onto his massive shoulder. It was so hot just being carried to his cave like that. He tossed me onto the bed. I giggled like a little girl, he took off his shirt. He didn’t have an ounce of fat, just muscle on top of muscle.

He climbed onto the bed, reached under my dress, pulled off my leggings and my panties in one pull…I was ready to be fucked right now. Instead, he went down on me. Which was good too.

He wasn’t especially skilled with his tongue, but he could easily reach up and I grasped one of his hands and sucked on his thick fingers. His other hand was so big he was covering me from belly button to tits. Being mauled by a monster like that was a huge turn on. I lifted my dress off and told him to fuck me.

Of course at this point *”Uh, I just need to run to the shop for some con…”* *”I have some in my purse, hang on.”* So I went back inyo the other room and got a condom.

When I came back in, he was on his knees on the bed, his huge dong just dangling in the air, so I decided to suck his cock some more before riding it.

This was the hottest part of the night for me. He could grab my ass firmly in his grasp while I sucked on his dick. He got more and more into it and started moving my body and forcing himself in deep in my mouth. Eventually it was too much and he made me gag. He apologized – I wish he hadn’t. I told him I loved it.

Then, I swung around and laid on the bed. I spread my legs and watched as he slipped on the condom. He climbed on top of me – covered me up really. I was just…under him. He rammed himself inside me. It was clumsy. He just shoved himself in. It really fucking hurt, but once he was inside and stretching my pussy, it felt really good.

He gave it to me straight like this – just thrusting himself into me for awhile. Then he pulled me up – awesome – and placed me on top. The thrill of getting tossed around got me going, so I rode him as fast and hard as I could. I started talking dirty to him.
*’My little pussy’s so wet around your thick cock.’* *’Fuck me as hard as you want’* *’I want your cum’* I knew he was a little sexually bashful and it turned me to be dirty with him.

Anyway, he took my begging for his cum a little too literally, sort of unexpectedly, he was cumming as I was riding him. I leaned in and let him pump out all his orgasm. He squeezed me so tightly with those massive arms, I felt like a doll he might rip the stuffing out of – it was great.

After he finished, I rolled off. When he got back from cleaning up, I asked him if he had it in him for one more if I stayed over. Of course he did.

So he turned on the TV and we laid in bed for awhile – him in his boxers, me in his humongous t-shirt. I fondled with his soft cock for awhile until I got him hard again. This time no playing around, I told him directly *’Fuck me from behind and dont stop.’*

**Round 2**

It wasn’t a long passionate sex. It was a fuck. I pulled off the shirt, got in doggy style and waited. He grabbed a hold of my waist and rammed himself home. I kept telling him to give it to me hard, and he kept going as hard as he could. And he’s fucking strong. I like it when men shut up and fuck me, and he finally did. He gave me a good, hard, pounding. I cummed really quickly. I was digging into the sheets and biting the pillows while he plowed me. Then he forced me down into the bed and cummed again. I felt like I was going to explode as he buried himself deep inside me and growled.

After he cleaned off another condom (luckily I brought a bunch), he came back to bed. I told him I’d sleep over if he’d fuck me again in the morning.

I slept by his hips, I felt like part of a harem or something. I played with his dick while he fell asleep and even sucked on it a bit while he was sleeping. I love playing with soft cocks, and when a guy is sleeping is the best time for that. I explored his for awhile and then dozed off.

**Round 3!**

In the morning, I woke before him. I started licking on his dick like a lolly pop. I straddled his leg and used it to get myself off. As I was doing this he woke up. After a bit more fondling, I asked him to pick me up and fuck me on the wall. This was easy for him.

He grabbed me under my legs, picked me up, and just fucked me like that. He didn’t even need the wall. He just held me up and swung his massive axe into my gash. Mentally, it was an A+, but it was a bit uncomfortable for both of us, so we wound up back down on the bed, with my legs over my head and him half standing up – sort of in a push up position. This was the deepest he’d been in me yet. He fucked me like this until he was close to cumming again. It hurt so good, I cummed again and I could tell he was close, so I told him to pull out and take the condom off, I wanted to see him cum.

So he pulled out, ripped off the condom, and started jerking off for me. That was maybe what I’d wanted to see all along. I love seeing a man finish himself. In a minute, he was shooting his sticky cum on me. This was his 3rd load in 12 hours, so there wasn’t much there, but when he was finished, I rubbed it all over my tummy. It felt hot and sticky and dirty.

As he sat on the bed, I went over and put my dress on and told him I had to go.

That evening when my husband got back, I told him I’d succeeded – gave him the details, and we fucked on the living room floor. It was an exhausting 2 days, and I was sore the next morning but….worth it.

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