A Naked Workout is the Best Kind of Exercise [MF]

There you are at the gym five times a week. Why are you doing it? Maybe it is the fact that you like margaritas and tacos or you want to be fit. It is probably a combination thereof. You are no longer in your indestructible 20’s where you can binge and binge and still have a plump ass, perky tits and a flat tummy. Now some things are sagging, ever so slightly. However, you may just be imagining it.

You started at the gym wearing baggy shorts and an old t-shirt from when you were in a sorority. You wanted to hide your self-perceived flaws. They didn’t exist, but you believe it. You try some weights and some sit-ups and a little running on the treadmill. Months go by and you become more confident in who you are. You spring for more comfortable work out clothes since it is important to you. You even signed up for the spin class. Look at you!

Every Wednesday you spin. You find the rush of it exhilarating. Your heart is pumping, your legs are moving and you get that runner’s high, except you’re on a bike. You come in every time with your form fitting black pants and sports bra, sporting the abs you have regained. With each session, you look down to see your b-cups glistening with sweat. You even sneak a peek of yourself in the locker room peaking off your pants and bra, enjoying the view.

One day you notice a new guy come into class. “New comer. He’ll be gone once he knows how tough it is.” Fortunately, for you, he realizes that he enjoys it as well. You think he is kind of cute with his short, dark hair, defined arm and chest muscles but maybe just a little sag in the stomach – he too likes tacos. One day you see him get off of the bike and notices that his legs and calves are well defined, like he was a body builder. You absentmindedly think about what it would be like having him thrust deep into you, what type of power those legs can impart. Before you know it, you are staring at his crotch, hoping you get an idea of what he has.

This trend of admiring from a far continues for months, just hoping he notices you, noticing him. He has. He notices the way your ponytail bounces with each high weight set and the way the sweet trickles down your chest. He just wants to rip it off. When you aren’t looking, he admires your ass, the curve of it, showing your womanhood. However, he won’t act on it because hitting on a woman at the gym is a big taboo.

You one day, mentally frustrated and physically craving decide to come up to him. “Tough class huh?” You clumsily say, hoping for a response. “Oh yeah, today was rough. She really puts us to work.” “Put my ass to work,” you think to yourself. “Yeah, I love her but she really works us hard. So do you live around here? I see you every once in awhile come to the gym in a suit,” you state hoping he is close. “Oh yeah yeah, I work at the firm across the street and I’m in that new development.”

“So, this may be blunt and brazen, but do you have a girlfriend and are you busy tonight?” You ask, feeling your pussy ache, knowing that it has been way too long.

“Hahaha, I do not and I’m free now. Care to go somewhere?”

You think to yourself that you are gross and this is not the best way to start a tryst since you are sweaty and probably smelly. You follow him to his car and you realize that you were not going anywhere. You kiss him hard, grinding your hungry body against him. Your hands travel down his arms, feeling each crease, knowing that it would be hot when he manhandles you. He kisses back, equally intense. He lets his hand travel down your back, resting firmly on your ass. You wiggle backwards, inviting him to give a squeeze.

Before you know it, you’re in the back sweat of his car, like you are both teenagers. You don’t care that it is in public, that you are sweating, that you don’t know him, you need it. You need him in you. He rolls on to the middle seat and you pull down his shorts. “Impressive” you think out loud. He laughs and pulls you close. You pull down your lululemon pants and turn your ass towards him. You hold on to the front seats for support and slowly driving your pussy down his cock. The sweat is trickling down your back and across your ass. You feel him getting harder in your, you thrust down hard, and you wince in pain as his now impressive cock has become a bit painful, but you like him hitting your cervix. You like the fact that it’s been so long and it’s so carnal.

Your sweet smell and his musk mix in the air. You aren’t looking at him but you know he is enjoying himself as his hands fumble trying to grab your breasts as you throw your hips down each time. “I’m going to…” and you feel him release in you. The hot sticky cum dripping out of your pussy, down his shaft as you hold yourself there, enjoying the moment. He’s able to free himself of your vice like grip and you pull your pants up. Your crotch is soaking wet from all his and your cum mixed with the sweat. He looks satisfied and you know you will have some good thoughts tonight with your toy. “Mmm, I’m Rachel by the way. Maybe next time, we do this when we aren’t a mess? We’ll just make a mess instead?” You kiss him hard and exit his car, watching as he tries to pull up his shorts over his overly sensitive cock.

Source: reddit.com/r/sexystories/comments/bip48d/a_naked_workout_is_the_best_kind_of_exercise_mf