Charlie had been going to the same gym for years. He viewed it as his playground — he’d find an attractive woman, approach her with some canned line about wanting to take her out for coffee, but also respecting the sanctity of the gym, blah blah blah, next thing you know, she was back at his place licking her pussy juices off his cock while he came all over her face.
It doesn’t hurt that Charlie looked like a Greek God. It also didn’t hurt that he was hung like a horse and had stamina through the roof. Eventually, women would gossip. They’d talk about Charlie. Some women would even approach him — they wanted to see what all the hype was about. And they never left disappointed.
But Charlie had another group of friends at the gym — an older demographic that he simply socialized with. He never slept with these women—and then men, well, usually he just talked about sports or stocks with them. One afternoon, an older man approached Charlie in the locker room. He had a “young” wife — she was in her late 40s — and he could no longer perform like he used to. He wasn’t stupid, he knew his wife was with him because he was wealthy. And he didn’t want her to leave him. There was much to love about her. But he wanted her needs to be met. And he couldn’t meet some of them.
He knew that she wanted to have an affair, but if he could secretly set up the affair, he would be a little more at ease. He overheard some women on the stairclimbers talking about Charlie and wondered if he could discreetly arrange for Charlie and his wife to meet.
Charlie asked to see a photo of his wife. She was a few years older than him, but she was stunning nonetheless. Beautiful brunette, curvy, large breasts, a tight ass. Stylish beyond belief.
“Okay,” Charlie said. “Bring her to the gym next week and point me out to her. Tell her that you’ve heard stories about this guy at the gym. Women gossip about him on the stairclimbers and stretching mats. They all want to sleep with him. After you do that, I’ll handle the rest.”
A few days later, Charlie saw the older husband and his younger wife. She was even prettier in person. Charlie noticed the older man casually point to Charlie and say something to her. She looked. Charlie knew the gears in her brain were cranking. She wanted to fuck him. He could tell.
After a while, her husband went to the sauna and Charlie approached the woman.
“You’re new here,” he said.
She smiled and extended her hand. “I’m Tara,” she said.
“Charlie. Nice to meet you.”
They spoke for a few minutes and then, Charlie interrupted her.
“Listen,” he said. “I’m enjoying talking to you, but I gotta get back to my workouts. Can we grab a drink tonight? Finish our conversation then?”
She nodded and texted him her number.
They met at the bar inside the W Hotel downtown and took a private booth.
“I don’t know if you know this,” Tara said. “But women at the gym talk about you.”
“About me?” Charlie asked, surprised.
“Oh, yes,” she said with a sparkle in her eye. “I just have to know … are the stories true?”
“Well, I don’t kiss and tell,” Charlie said. “But you’re also being vague. Are the stories true about what? My workout routine? If they’re telling you I have stamina like a horse and can … workout … for a very long time, then yes. One hundred percent true.”
“Don’t be coy, Charlie,” she said with a laugh. “I got us a room upstairs. If you’re interested.”
“I am,” Charlie said, finishing his martini and running his hand up her thigh, slipping it under her skirt. Her nipples grew hard under her silk blouse.
“Well then,” she said. “Let’s go.”
She threw a handful of cash on the bar and they rushed to the elevator. As the door closed, she turned to him.
“Have you ever been so hungry that you just wanted to eat everything? It didn’t even matter if you wanted spaghetti and meatballs with a side of strawberry ice cream. You just wanted it ALL.”
“Yeah, sure,” Charlie said with a smirk.
“That’s me. I’m. VERY. Hungry.”
They got inside the hotel room and she shut the door behind him. Before Charlie even got his shoes off, Tara was stripping off her clothes. When he turned around, he stopped in awe.
She was wearing a see through teddy, cupless, her breasts exposed. She licked her lips and turned around. The teddy was crotchless, too, exposing her thick bush, waxed clean pussy lips. She bent over to reveal, inserted firmly inside of her asshole, a pink buttplug. His eyes grew wide.
“Christ,” he said as he approached. He pulled her close and kissed her. She yanked his hand and pressed it against her cunt. It was sopping wet.
“Please,” she whispered. “Eat me.”
Charlie dropped to his knees and hoisted her left leg over his shoulder. Pressing her against the wall, he ate her pussy as her right leg trembled with delight. She squeezed her breasts and pinched her hard nipples. Her pussy dripped juices down her thighs. He wasn’t sure if she was just super wet or was squirting and frankly, it didn’t matter.
He slid a finger inside of her and and rubbed the inside of her pussy, pressing hard on her g-spot. She groaned and begged for more as he tongued her clit.
“Oh baby,” she moaned. “Oh, yes. Right there. Please. Make me cum. Make me cum!”
Charlie picked up the pace, tonguing her clit with great passion until she could barely stand. She collapsed onto the floor and he followed her, pressing his tongue into her pussy while she grinded her fingers against her clit.
“I’m CUMMIIIIING!” she screamed as she orgasmed and squirmed all over the floor, trying to grip onto something.
“I want your cock in my mouth,” she said. “Come here.”
Charlie crawled up her torso, dipping his cock into her throat, settling into a plank position over her, pushing his cock in and out of her mouth. She gagged and spat up a river of saliva, which gushed out of her throat and mouth and spilled onto the floor. He kept pumping. She didn’t ask him to stop. Her throat was warm and inviting and could take every inch of his massive, thick cock.
She kept gagging and coughing up thick streams of saliva. Soon, her face was soaked in saliva. She didn’t care. She wanted more. When his cock finally emerged, thick and coated in saliva, from her throat, she slid down and tongued his balls and then inched down a little bit lower and tongued his ass, savoring every lick.
She wasn’t kidding when she said she was hungry for everything. After a quick rim job, Tara pulled herself from under him and walked over to the bed. Charlie watched as her thick ass swayed back and forth until she bent over on the bed and looked back at him.
“Fuck me,” she begged.
Charlie walked over and gripped onto her hips and slid himself all the way into her cunt. Her eyes closed as she gripped the sheets. Soon, he was completely inside of her.
“Mm-hmm, fuck me just like that. Niiiice and slow. Innn and out. Do it, baby. Do it.”
Charlie fucked her slowly as her cunt continued to drip down her thighs and onto the sheets. He slapped her ass, it was firm but there was enough meat on there for a slight jiggle.
“HARDER!” Tara shouted. He whacked her ass again, slightly harder this time. A red hand print was visible.
“HARDER!” She screamed.
He popped her ass a third time and she winced and giggled.
“Yes! YES! Like that!”
He popped her ass again while sliding his cream covered cock in and out of her juicy pussy. She was gushing. Grool everywhere.
“Come over here and taste yourself,” Charlie growled.
She slid out and spun around and took one look at his cock and laughed.
“Creamy,” she said as she crawled towards his throbbing cock and licked her grool from him.
“Rub your clit,” he ordered. She played wit herself while she sucked him, taking him deeper and deeper, the saliva that coated her face from being face fucked sparkled in the light of the bedroom.
He gripped her by the side of the head and began to fuck her mouth, watching more drool spill out of her mouth and over his cock. She slurped it up and spat it back out onto his cock, licking and sucking, moaning and gagging, drooling and slurping. Charlie could barely contain himself.
He ripped his soaking cock from her throat and slapped it against her face.
“Ride me,” he said as he got into the bed. She got on top and leaned over, putting her nipples into his mouth. He sucked while she rode him, tasting her, feeling her rock hard nipples in between his teeth as he nibbled gently, her lip quivering as she slid up and down on his cock, her thighs slapping his thighs.
She reached down and wrapped her hands around his throat and squeezed. His cock seemed to inflate to even larger proportions as it gushed with blood.
“Mm-hmm,” he growled as she rode. “Spin around, I want to see your plug.”
With his cock still inside of her, she spun around and leaned forward on the mattress, exposing her asshole to him. There, packed firmly inside of her tight pink hole was a pink diamond encrusted buttplug.
“Fuck me with it,” she said.
Charlie reached out and tugged on the plug, pulling it slowly from her asshole. She slid off of him and went to her purse on the dresser and pulled out a small bottle of lube, which she tossed to him and resumed the reverse cowgirl position.
He poured some lube onto the plug and pushed it into her asshole, pulling it in and out slowly as she rode him.
“Flip over,” Charlie commanded.
Tara obliged. He held her legs up over his shoulders and slathered his already wet cock in lube. He was amazed how receptive her asshole was, taking his cock with almost no resistance.
He pushed himself into her anus, her eyes growing wider with every inch. She bit her bottom lip.
“Hurts?” He asked.
“Mm-mm, no. Keep fucking.”
She grabbed the buttplug from the bed and put it in her mouth, sucking it. His eyes grew wide — this chick WAS starving. He pumped himself into her asshole faster and faster, until his giant cock slipped and popped out of her asshole. He watched as her asshole gaped and took full advantage to put his fingers inside of her ass.
“More!” She screamed.
He slipped a third finger into her asshole.
“Gape it!”
A fourth finger.
“Oh JESUS!” She howled. “Just fist it. Fist my asshole!”
He grabbed the bottle of lube and soaked his hand in lube and slid his entire fist into her asshole. She gripped at the sheets like a maniac as he put his entire fist into her asshole.
“It’s too much pressure,” she said as she emptied her bladder, pissing all over Charlie and the sheets. His cock throbbed like crazy as he pulled his hand from her asshole and squeezed his cock, draining a massive load of cum all over Tara’s stomach and tits, soaking her. Drenching her.
She squirmed and giggled with delight as he shot rope after rope of cum all over her body.
“Feed it to me,” she said. “I want to taste it.”
Charlie scooped his jizz up with his fingers and let the thick cum drip slowly into her open mouth as she gulped every ounce of his sperm down her throat.
“Let’s make this a regular thing,” she said as she rubbed his soaking wet cunt, bringing herself to one more orgasm as Charlie watched, stroking his still hard cock.
“Deal,” he said as she leaned up and licked the leftover cum off of his fingers.
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