(OC – written by me, a personalised story directed by a redditor for her enjoyment)
“We’re really sorry, our fitness consultant resigned. I know we recently offered free personal trainer sessions as a trial but you will have to wait. We only have the new guy.” The sixteen year old looking desk girl in her active-wear said in her monotone. “What new guy?” Jessica said, annoyed at the cancellation. Even though she knew every piece of equipment almost too intimately she was hoping for some help with her techniques on squats and some shaping tips. “Him.” The desk girl jabbed her cheap pen at the gym. Jessica looked around and through the door wafted a tanned Adonis. He was cut in all the right places and trimmed to perfection, she looked over his shoulder for a barber he was so neat. “He’ll do.” She said trying to keep the eagerness out and the annoyed tone in. She attempted a frown to make her point. “Jake, your first booking.” The desk girl said now stabbing her pen at Jessica.
He surrounded Jessica suddenly in an aura of a clean smelling scent of energy and youth. She had to look up at him as he reached out his muscles forearm, his fingertips hanging breast height but handshake distance. She took his hand.
“Jessica.” She said confidently looking straight into his green eyes. Her eyelids unable to hold the gaze without a flutter. She let go of his hand and picked up her gym bag cursing not wearing her tighter more revealing gym gear. For once she wouldn’t mine this one watching her body.
Jessica led the way into the gym with a little more hip away than usual and decided to do some squats. With her buff trainer in tow she had a thought. She was wearing a sports bra under her loose t-shirt, smaller than she usually would wear in public but still perfectly reasonable. Reaching the squat machine she plonked her bag down and on a whim removed her thick T-shirt. Glancing down she remembered why this wasn’t usually worn in public. Her cleavage was distracting and if she got aroused her nipples would show through. It would look silly to put the t-shirt back on so she turned to face her trainer.
“I’d really love some help with squats. My technique could be improved and if you could help spot me I might try for a PB today.” She watched his eyes and he respectfully held her gaze not allowing the pull of her cleavage to draw his eyes down.
“Squats can be technical, I’ll watch your style and see if I can help.” He said helping her fill the bar with weights. She loaded up an impressive amount of weight.
“This will be my warm up.” She said settling her shoulders into position. He took up position in front of her. “I can watch your style from here and still assist if you need the last few inches.” He said.
She deftly lifted the bar and did her set easily getting down low. She felt strong today. His intense eyes roamed along her body watching her technique. On the last lift of the set she feigned difficulty at the last inch and he reached out with his fingertips to touch the bar up to the rack. Face to face she felt his breath on her cheek as she rested the bar. He was quite strong she could tell.
“Thanks” she said any thoughts. “I did notice a little form drop at the bottom.” He squatted before her demonstrating a slight difference, he exaggerated it to make his point sticking his butt out and arching his back. “Feel the curve of my lower back here.” He said indicating he meant touch it.
She squatted next to him and rested her palm on his lower back feeling the strength and muscles and of course the curve he was demonstrating. She stepped back and squatted next to him sticking her butt out like him. He touched her lower back. His palm felt rough against her soft skin.
“That’s perfect.” He said. She wondered if he was referring to her body or her form. She did see his eyes flicker across her tattoos.
“I love those Foo Dogs.” He said, and you really have great form. I can tell by your glutes you do it properly.” He said as he helped stack on more weight. “Some people are weird about tattoos. But I love them.” She said. “I have a few tattoos myself.” He said. She looked at his bare arms and legs.
“Where? Oh I mean what have you got?” “I’ve got a Phoenix.” He said lifting his shirt showing a serious set of natural and and a finely cut pec with a Phoenix swirling across his chest with its tail trailing down his rib-cage.
“I would never have thought a phoenix would look so powerful, but that looks amazing.” She couldn’t help herself trailing her fingertips along his tanned skin where the tail followed his ribs and ended pointing in the direction of his navel. She wanted to follow it to the trail of hair below the navel but caught herself. She quickly settled under the bar again leaning forwards giving him a good view of her chest. He stepped in and prepared for help. She wasn’t going to feign difficulty this time. She wanted to impress. She hefted and smashed the set easily.
“Your tips really helped.” She said between breaths.
“You did amazing. Want more weights?”
“Put on some tens. That will be my PB.” They loaded the bar and she settled her feet and put on her game face. She managed three full dip reps before she needed his help to get past the pinch point. He stepped close to her intimately as he used all his strength to take the weight.
“Any more and I’ll need a second spotter. I can barely lift that myself.” He said impressed.
After a couple of other upper body and leg workouts she says. “My hamstrings feel tight. Can you help me stretch them out? I need to do more stretching I feel tight the next day if I don’t.” “Good idea.” He said and led her to the mats. He demonstrated a few stretches he thought might help with the hamstrings and glutes. One involved active compression. He held her ankles while she pulled against his grip laying on her stomach. He had a fine view of her ass back and tattoos as he helped her. “Now your turn.” She said. He shrugged and lay down. She held his calves while he stretched and she enjoyed the view of the thighs ass and strong back as much as he probably enjoyed hers. This was turning into the best workout day ever.
They tried another stretch that required balancing on one leg and he held his arms out in case she toppled over.
“Well that’s the end of the session.” He said after finishing their last stretch. He looked a little forlorn .
“Do you have another client?” “No. I’m off now, my shift has finished. I’ve been here all day and you’re my only client. It’s tough building up from scratch.”
“You’re great! I’m definitely going to recommend you. You will have clients in no time.”
“I hope so. Clients like you are the best. Here to work not to pose.”
“Look I’m going to try the Sauna. I’ve been meaning to for ages but I was never sure what to do with the water and hot rocks. Want to join me?”
“Sure. I’m good with the Sauna. I often have one after a workout. That will help with your tight muscles too.” They separated briefly as he went to sign out as finished and he met her at the Sauna door. It was empty and the gym was almost deserted. They grabbed a towel each, he took off his t-shirt and shoes and they both went in.
She quickly changed into her bathers and was glad that she’d picked a bikini not a one piece. Removing her towel she spread herself at her favourite angle along a bench feeling the hot steam heat her skin.
He was wearing rather tight shorts and after mainspring the hot rocks and water. He sat on the bench across from her. She admired his tattoo and lost herself for a moment in the heat. He was watching her closely too, she could feel his eyes grazing her lines. She couldn’t help but notice his tight shorts revealed a rather delectable lump that appeared to be quietly expanding. He caught her eye and she knew she was caught watching, it wasn’t like he wasn’t getting his fill. She shifted into another position. Allowing her muscled curves to do their work. She knew he was enjoying her. She watched him close his eyes lost in the heat to another world.
*A debate raged through his mind. This woman made his heart flip. She was sassy and gorgeous and she had a power about her that was intoxicating. However, every training and the gym rules all drummed into him about not dating clients. Technically she wasn’t his client yet. She just trialled a free trial. And surely he wasn’t going to jeopardise his first day, but she was so damn gorgeous and seemed interested.*
*You only get the smallest opportunities in life. He thought. While this debate raged and he’d contented himself to just fantasising he noticed her glance at his crotch. He felt the blood rush there. He tried to stay still and think of something else. But she just moved positions and gave him more ideas. He let his mind go and imagined removing her bathers. He imagined what her lips would feel like and the softness of her skin against his. Opening his eyes from his thoughts he was horrified to realise he was sporting a growing bulge. He’d put a lot of water on the hot rocks and he was dripping. His head began to spin*.
When he opens his eyes she enjoys the shock on his face that she has removed her swimwear. She can see a visible twitch of his cock. There is no denying that he is at full mast. She is on it pulling it out, not sure if it is the heat, the endorphins from the exercise but she needs to taste it.
She swirls her tongue around it and feels it lift into her mouth. The involuntary contractions send it bobbing between her lips. She holds it steady and slides her lips down his salty veined shaft and back off again. Rubbing her finger across the tip she feels the slippery pre-come and she spreads it over the head. His fingers find her head and thread through her tresses reaching her scalp. He closes his fist gently and urges her mouth to him again as if he needed it more than anything.
She allows a few bobs of her head holding him in her mouth teasing him. Before releasing him and sucking gently on the head again. She placed her other hand up to cup his balls and play with them and then roughly slid her lips down his shaft again. He let out an audible moan.
She is relentlessly teasing him kissing his snail trail of hair and working her way down his cock. Taking it in her mouth and licking his balls and up his shaft. He hips are bucking at her mouth from the pure enjoyment. “I need … I need to taste you.” He rasped.
She shook her head and resisted his hands on her trying to press her mouth down his shaft. He wanted to fuck her mouth relentlessly. But she was as strong as him. She held her mouth and went at her own pace. Taking him as deep as comfortable and using her tongue to tickle his head and shaft inside her mouth. She released his cock from her mouth with a pop for effect. She was enjoying his thick shaft so much she wanted to keep him as close to the edge as long as possible. The tip of his cock was flowing with pre-come it drooled making a string onto her breasts attaching them together by this thin strand. She licked at it breaking the connection and played with it with her fingers fascinated by the fact that it’s viscosity remained keeping her fingers slippery. There was enough to coat the head of his cock and down some of the shaft so much was it flowing. A glance up at him she could see he was beside himself and so close to the edge. He could barely look at her for the likelihood he would explode. She used her hand to pull at him keeping away from his now purple pulsating head.
The veins on his silky wet cock ran through her fingers as he pulsated in her palm. He was audibly moaning and whipping his head side to side. She knew she had him on the very edge. “Don’t you come yet.” She said sternly He shook his head vigorously. But she knew if she so much as kissed the tip of his cock it would be the end of him.
*His mind began to return from the white noise in his head. Through the haze he looked over the body of the bombshell across from him. His heart pounding in his chest and a desire like he’d never felt before pulsating through his veins. Through every pore and the purple veins of his cock. A line of pre-come dripping from his pulsating cock. She had a little trepidation from the look in his eyes. He looked hungry and he looked like he was ready for payback.*
He was on her in a moment. His mouth searching hers. He could taste his own sweat and pre-come on her lips. Having his fill of her lips and tongue he drifted his mouth down her neck to her collarbone slowly. Then he returned along her throat tasting her until he reached her earlobe. As if he’d found a delicacy he nibbled at it. He followed the creases of her ear pressing back her hair. Past her piercings. Breathing hot breath into her sending a shiver rippling across her hot skin.His hands found her breasts as he nibbled and sucked at her ear and the nape of her neck. She could feel his cock dragging along her thigh. Skin on skin wetting her leg with its drool.
The nipple piercing in his mouth he gently played with it before shifting trailing his lips along the valley between them as she laid back on the bench. He pulled at her other nipple with his teeth gently lashing it and massaging the other with his hand. His rough skinned thumb flicking at it as he relished her breast.
She let out a moan of pleasure as he kept at it going breast to breast alternating. His hand dropped between her legs and skimmed the lips of her pussy.His tongue continued to work her nipples roughly flicking and then gently tracing. His fingers having done a lap of her pussy lips reached the clit. He paused everything. A gentle flick. And set off for another lap testing the inside and outside of her labia as he went. She was slippery and he slid briefly into her hole gathering her wet juices before sliding his hand back up to her clit and pressing on it. Pressure. He stopped licking her breasts and nipples and tasted his finger. Each lap delicately teasing her clit. Her reactions were his guide. Each moan and hip motion guided how fast or slow. He pulled apart the lips with his fingertips and feasted his eyes in her beautiful womanhood.
He reached it and stopped short. He breathed open mouth warm air gently onto it. Then with the tip of his tongue teased it. Then a little harder. Did a lap around the hood he began to flick his tongue across from side to side. He’d stop and plunge his tongue deep into her pussy. Tongue fucking her.He removed his tongue and replaced it with fingers while he worked his lips around her clit and labia lips.He pulled back the hood to expose her clit to the air. Dipping his tongue deep inside her his nose almost brushing it he started a long slow lick up towards it. Her hips bucked in anticipation.
He sensed that he wasn’t going to be able to bring an orgasm with his lips and his cock was calling for him for release.He brought it to her entrance. And slipped it up and down coating her in his drooling pre-come before pressing its head at her entrance. His moan a primal rasp from deep in his throat. His thick shaft testing her limits stretching her in the most delicious way. His hips thrusting he was unable to go slow like he planned. He wanted to be deep in her. As deep as his cock would go. Her fingers clawed at his back as she spread her legs wider to accommodate him. Her eyes on his and his Adonis body rising and falling before her.
“Your tight pussy is hungry for my cock isn’t it?” He asked. Thrusting deeply again as far as he could in her wet slippery tunnel. The slapping sound of his balls against her ass filled the room as she pushed back with her hips.
*He wanted it deeper. More of her.*
He grabbed her hips and turned her over onto her knees taking her doggy style. He leaned over and nipped at her shoulders as he thrust into her.Leaning back he placed both hands on her hips and pulled her to him deeply. The clapping of her ass against his belly and the slopping sound of their organs together made them desperate for more.
His energy in the heat had brought out a desperation that he has never felt before and he doesn’t want to hurt her but he also can feel every ripple of her insides with heightened senses. He feels like a stallion with his mare. A bull. He claws at the tattoos on her back as he feels embed by the lion spirit of the foo dogs. He pounds into her. He reaches and plays with her clit while he sinks into her hotness. His moans come out like barks as the splat splat splat fills the room. She can feel her own orgasm building and her head rests on the bench while her ass rides high matching his animal thrusts with her own hip movement that hits just the right spot.
Her whole body begins to convulse on his cock the buildup and release has come suddenly. She can hardly stop the gyrations the over the top animalistic motions of her hips on him. She cries out in the agony of orgasm and it sends him over the edge. His seed spraying in her deep and he pulled his thick cock out and sprayed another couple of spurts up her back.
They collapse together on the bench and the sweat pouring from them mingles together as their breathing begins to return to normal.
Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/c5p8p5/secret_fuck_in_the_sauna_with_the_new_trainer_mf
Holy hell.