Fucking a neglected house wife that I was training at the gym [MF] (Part 1/2)

So this is the story about the time I fucked a married older woman who I was personal training at the time. She was older than me, in her early 40s (I’m mid 20s) and married to a business executive. She had been coming to train with me for a few months at this point and was just one of those very fun and flirtatious people, so we had great rapport and had spoken about many topics by then.

It turns out that she hadn’t been touched intimately or had sex with her husband in almost a year. I consoled her and let her know that she’d made amazing progress in the gym and that her body was looking better than most 20 year olds that I see. I also told her that her husband would be stupid if he didn’t notice after getting back from his next business trip. Well, he got back and didn’t notice. Her unwanted celibacy spell continued. After this happened, I began to notice that each time she came to train with me, her gym attire was gradually becoming more and more revealing..

One day, she came to a session only wearing a pair of tiny shorts and a sports bra that could barely hold her large breasts in. During the warm up, I caught myself admiring her a few times, eyes lingering – and more than just checking on her form. As the workout progressed, it just felt like there was an energy in the air. Whether it was the way she was moving, the shy side glances she kept giving me or something else I’m not sure, but we could both feel a difference on this particular day, in that particular private workout room.

At one point I moved to correct her body position, and her hand lightly brushed against the front of my shorts, her knuckles contacting my soft cock. I thought it was a mistake at first, until she gave me a wink and continued with her set. I instantly became hard, which I found was almost impossible to hide in my light grey cotton gym shorts. I tried to turn my mind away from what had just happened and convince myself that I was just imagining the electricity in the air and the signs she had been projecting to me all workout.

I thought that it had worked, and I had succeeded with overcoming my base animal instincts. Right up until the moment that she asked for some assistance with stretching because she was tight “from the workout”. Fuck…

The main area that needed work apparently were her hamstrings, so my plan was to perform some assisted PNF stretching to loosen them up. If you don’t know what this is, look it up. I was in trouble.

It began with her lying on her back with one leg down flat and the other in the air at a 90 degree hip angle. My entire body was pressed against her leg, allowing me to gradually apply pressure, loosen the muscle and allow her to get her leg closer to her face. Well, as we progressed into the middle of the stretch, I happened to glance down and notice that she didn’t have any underwear on underneath. Fuck, I thought again.

I felt my cheeks start to flush and my cock get realllllly hard. I could tell she could feel it against her leg from the way that a coy smile appeared on her face. I glanced down again and could now see that she was visibly soaked, her lips glistening and engorged. My head snapped back up and our eyes locked. She was biting her bottom lip and then gave her head a tiny nod.

My hands were already positioned on her hips to help secure her in place during the stretch, so all it takes is a slight adjustment for my finger tips to brush against her clit. She gasps and stifles a small moan. I continue to gently move my fingers in tiny circular patters around her clit, taking my time to tease and admire her.

At this point she is quivering and whimpering in pleasure, practically putty in my hands.

I then take my index and middle fingers and slowly slide them inside her, making sure to apply pressure to the walls of her soaked pussy as I do so. She shudders in delight and reaches her hands up to caress and squeeze her own tits at the same time. At this point, she’s also still deep into the hamstring stretch, so her body is completely under my control as the pain of the stretch coalesces with the intense pleasure of my fingers exploring her. My thumb remains to circle her clit, while my other two fingers simultaneously massage and caress her on the inside. I realise that I can’t hold it anymore. I need her to have her way with my cock.

I release her from the stretch, quickly stand up and begin to pull my cock out of my shorts. Her desire makes her faster, pulling her up onto her knees where she immediately begins to hungrily lick up and down my shaft. I briefly consider how much trouble this situation could be for my career, but something about having this older, rich, attractive woman on her knees servicing me overrides all logical thought.

Her experienced mouth licks, sucks and caresses every part of me, sending jolts of pleasure through my body. She uses her hands to gently massage my balls at the same time that the head of my cock is hitting the back of her throat. This woman had absolutely no gag reflex, it was incredible to experience. She’s continues to suck me, getting sloppier and sloppier with it, until lines of spit are sliding from my cock onto her tits. This drew my attention once again to her large, perfectly sculpted tits. I had never received a tittyfuck before that day, but she had the perfect pair for it. I knew that the combination of her spit and the sweat from the workout would feel incredible on my cock. After I expressed my desire to feel them, she moved my cock up and under her sports bra, nestling it tightly within her impressive cleavage. She squeezed them together expertly as she moved up and down on my cock. Each time she would also follow up each thrust by sliding the head of my thick cock into her mouth, keeping everything wet and lubricated. Yup, she was an expert.

At the same time, I could see and hear her playing with herself. She was literally dripping cum onto the floor with how horny she was and how long she had been neglected. I asked her to give me her fingers so I could taste her. I lapped up the hot, sweet cum coating her fingers, not missing a drop. Between her throat, tits, and excitement of the situation, I’d never experienced that much pleasure before. But I needed more, I needed to feel her lips around my cock. I needed to fuck her senseless.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/t4nodn/fucking_a_neglected_house_wife_that_i_was