Getting Sweaty [MF]

**** for the sexy part ;)

Like I am sure most of you have experienced over this past year most things have been shut down, including my gym. During the beginning of the pandemic, we quickly decided instead of trying to wait it out we would fix up our garage into a proper home gym – a proper rack, heavy weights, some cardio machines, the works. What can I say I really like to stay fit. So it’s been great – regular workouts are still a thing and I’ve honestly gotten in the best shape I’ve ever been in – slight abs, firm but full ass and pretty much my little dream hard body – that still looks cute and feminine in a sundress. So this whole home gym thing has worked out great, but the one huge negative is that there is absolutely no AC in there. It gets hot as hell. You go in dry and cool and come out absolutely soaked and sweaty.

Which brings us to last week. I decided I am bored and need a new fitness program. I came up with the bright idea to utilize my SO for this task. He is a bit of a fitness enthusiast and basically has all the credentials of a fitness trainer but doesn’t do it for a living (he has a normal desk job). He hesitantly agrees to my request – knowing I will likely be potentially a terrible client. I am not good at being told what to do some days – so he is slightly taking his life in his own hands by agreeing. Of course, he decides to design a program of all the things I am terrible at. I try the program alone, and I am just failing at doing it properly. I kindly and sweetly ask him to walk me through it again and help me through the difficult bits.

As the gym is going to be incredibly hot – I can’t even wear yoga pants/ tights in there. Instead, I decide to opt for small tight shorts, grey ones with a bit of cotton in them – good news they are breathable but bad news you see every drop of sweat through them. Because of this I’ve just given up wearing panties under them – why create more laundry? I pair them with a grey and black sports bra – one that fits tight and gives my little B cups a bit of cleavage.

We start working through the program and he slightly adjusts me through every set, running his hands down the middle of my back, helping lift my arms a bit to proper form. Everything is above board and rather professional. He is wearing a pair of thin navy-blue athletic shorts and a tank top and at one point I am on the floor in a position where I am supposed to lift myself off the ground with some straps. After a few I am struggling and he puts his hand on my lower back to help me lift myself, his crotch is basically in my face at this point, and it piqued my interest to whether he is growing hard at this point. I try not to focus on the potential bulge in his pants as I finish the final sets.

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We continue until we are basically at the end. I am on my back working out my abs after which I am supposed to get up and hang from a pull up bar to do leg raises. He reaches down to take my hand and help me up and I sort of get pulled into his chest. I am drenched in sweat at this point, my whole body glistening, his as well from his own workout, the crotch of my shorts soaked through and sticking in between my folds. I catch my breath a bit as a look up, feeling slightly weak and tired with his strong hands holding me up. His eyes look hungry, which is a bit of a surprise, his professional demeanor slowly slipping. I decide to test my luck and lean in to luck the wet and delicious looking crook of his exposed strong deck up to his earlobe. Gently tugging on his ear with my teeth and he lets out a gentle moan. He grinds his crotch into me now, which answers my question from earlier, he is hard. I laugh at this, “I couldn’t tell if you were interested in how professional you were being with those touches?”

“Oh trust me I’ve been interested. It’s been hard to keep my hands to myself, I almost dropped a weight on my foot when you bent over earlier.”

I smile back up at him. “I think you should get on the floor.” My finger slightly poking at his chest in the direction of the mat I was just lying on. He does as he is told, stripping his shirt in the process as he lays on his back. I can see just how hard he is now, his dick straining against gravity in those dark blue shorts. I straddle on top of him, still dripping a bit in sweat. But honestly it’s hot to see my sweat mingle with his as I lean over to kiss him, sliding my tongue between his lips to dance with his, and then tracing down the column of his neck to his nipples. His breathing becomes heavier, as I grind on his crotch as I make my way lower, straddling him now.

“Take off you shorts.” He commands as he brings my face back to flush with his – pulling my by my sides.

I awkwardly – but gracefully in my mind – take off my shorts while staying on top of him. One leg at a time until my bottom half is completely bare, sans my sneakers which are still on. I feel oddly powerful, completely soaked but still able to technically workout – gym equipment and large mirrors surrounding us, a much larger and stronger man between my thighs. I start to lean backwards reaching my hand to his shorts to tug them down and he stills my hand with his own. I look back up to his eyes.

Slightly shaking his head he says, “no, I want you to straddle my face.”

I’m a bit surprised as I am insanely sweaty at this point, a fact that neither of us can ignore, but I do as he says. I straddle his face, the shaved smoothness of my mound glistening in sweat as I watch my exposed pink folds part on his tongue. He begins slowly licking and sucking on my folds. I am so hot now I pull off my sports bra and I am completely nude on top of him, riding his face, a view of my profile in the large mirror beside us. I start to slide my fingertips up my slick skin grabbing and pinching my nipples as he pleases me. Completely selfish in this moment and my own pleasure, my sneakers still on oddly giving me even more leverage to ride his face. As I feel my orgasm building, I know I need something inside me to cum. But instead of his fingers I really want what I know is laying under those short.

I try to turn around while still on his face to switch to a reverse cowgirl face sitting position so that I can pull down his shorts. While doing this he pushes me down and slides my ass up to his face and starts licking my asshole. Rimming everything that is wet and slick and sweaty. This almost sets me over the edge. He then firmly and abruptly pushes my ass a bit up and goes back to licking my pussy and begins to lightly penetrate my ass with his finger. My composure is lost and the pressure I feel up my ass along with the tongueing of my clit sets me over the edge and I cum on his face. Making what was already a wet mess even wetter with my cum. At his point I basically pass out on his stomach with my ass still straddling his face. My head falling against his still clothed lower half. I can barely move. He rubs my slick back in circles as I catch my breath.

As I realize we aren’t finished I reposition myself to face him and pull down his shorts with his assistance. We have no condom in here but f*ck it I want to ride him bare anyway. He is hard and thick and I slowly glide him in my. I’m so wet I know that there is little resistance, although with his size I can tell it’s always a bit of a tight fit from his facial expressions. I begin to rid him, my sneakered feet on the floor helping me rise up and down hard on his length, each time the head of him almost comes out of me. His eyes look lustful and he plays with my tits as they slightly bounce with my motion. He pulls me in for a wet and passionate kiss and I can taste myself on him. I feel him getting closer.

“I want you to stand up so I can fuck you from behind on the bench and watch in the mirror” I hear him whisper into my ear. I can literally feel my pussy clench in excitement with these words.

I place my hands on the workout bench as I stand with him behind me. He is facing the mirror as he slides into me and I can see his satisfied reflection as he fully seats himself in me, well as far as he can go as he hits my cervix before fully in. He starts to slowly and firmly pound my from behind. I can tell in the mirror he is watching himself slide in and out of me. He is very visual and he is always telling me how he loves that my exposed pussy lips wrap around his dick as he thrusts. Watching him watch me is so hot. (He has been begging to record us and after this I honestly might let him). Everything is still hot and sweaty and I am not feeling his sweat down my back. His finger again find my asshole and he gently slides it in. The other hand on my hips to control me. I love the feeling of double penetration and I don’t know how much more I can take.

I can feel him grow even harder in me and moments later I hear him whisper, “I’m going to cum.”

I look up to see him pull out and shoot ropes of cum all over my lower back with my view in the mirror. I almost collapse with the rush of the visual and all the sensations. He is panting, I am panting.

He slowly picks up his discarded shirt and wipes me clean. After a moment I stood back up to face him. He looks down at me with a half-smile and gives me a light kiss. Then out of nowhere he firmly slaps my ass and says, “Don’t forget to finish those hanging leg raises!” and just walks his naked ass out of the gym leaving me there to finish my workout.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/nfbt16/getting_sweaty_mf