Elliptical machine woman and a diamond status blowjob. [MF]

It was a small boutique gym. One of those trendy places with a chic aesthetic and cult following. I could say I joined to get in shape, but I’ll be honest and tell you I followed the parade of yoga pants toward the EDM music. Now, it was the pinnacle of the see-through Lululemon legging scandal and the golden age of the fake tan. I was naive and inexperienced, clueless to the sleeper cell of world class blowjob talent right next to me on the elliptical.

I saw her there all the time. A little older than me and always in little shorts and a casual t-shirt. Not bad looking, but it was really her body that was killer. Tan, blonde hair, all legs and ass. Big genuine smile. A little muscular with kind of a dominant feminine vibe, but a really nice dash of wholesomeness. I assumed she was unavailable and out of my league.

The gym had a sense of community and this older gay couple appeared at the epicenter. They were cool, friendly, and socially networked with everyone. They started chatting me up and the brief conversations eventually brought me into a larger social circle. That’s how I got to know the hottie on the elliptical. Her name was Stacey.

With Stacey it was always superficial topics between workout sets or a quick greeting in the lounge, but she was nice to talk to and the conversations came easily. It didn’t happen overnight but we became pretty familiar and friendly with each other. She always acknowledged me and said hello with a smile. I joined her in this cardio class one day, and afterword we walked to the fancy pizza place down the street. I got her number. We went out for coffee once, then out for drinks another time after a workout. I didn’t think I really had a chance with her, but was obviously open and it felt right to let her take the lead.

At this point we hadn’t talked much beyond cardio, restaurants, or the latest episode of Jersey Shore, but I got an unexpected text from Stacey one afternoon. I was in my hot ass studio apartment with no AC watching this documentary about coal miners. “Hey, wanna hang out tonight?” I assumed maybe out for drinks again. “Yeah I’d love to. Where do you want to meet up?” “I was thinking of taking a break from going out and was wondering if you wanted to come over and watch a movie?” “Yeah for sure, sounds fun.” We made the plans.

She lived in one of those new luxury apartments that plays Michael Bublé in the elevator. I parked my rattling old 4Runner with no catalytic converter around the corner so I wouldn’t alert Stacey to my ratchet community college lifestyle or knock over a potted plant if a quarter panel fell off. “I’m here!” “Ok, see you in a minute!” Stacey buzzes me in. Inside, there’s abstract art in the lobby and it smells like eucalyptus or something. It has fucking awesome AC. Ahh… I look again at the text she just sent. “I’m on the 8th floor, apt 804.”

She opens the door and looks fucking sexy. She smells sexy. “Hi!” Tan bare feet on the cool pseudo wood floor, black leggings, and a white designer shirt sitting just above the waist. How am I even here with her right now? I had to step through maybe a thousand pairs of women’s shoes piled in the doorway. “I like your place.” “Yeah it’s small but cozy.” My studio apartment at the time had a round plastic card table, a TV, and a mattress on the floor. We stand around this floating granite countertop in her kitchen and small talk. “Have you ever seen (some generic comedy)?” “No, it looks good though.” “Wanna watch it?” “Yeah for sure.” “The TV is in my bedroom, kind of weird but that’s just the best place for it.” Yeah that works.

In her room she walks around and arranges a few things. “I just have to find the remote.” I sit on and sink into her puffy bed with 100 decorative pillows. The bed is up against this big wide open window with a view of city lights for miles. She looks really good right now… Casual, comfortable, hair a little more messy than it usually is at the gym. There is this natural feminine scent that lingers behind her when she walks by and it makes my balls tingle. OMG her ass… that elliptical sculpted wonderful ass. Don’t get caught looking at it in those sheer black… fuuuuck… She bends over to pick something up off the floor and I can see right through those black leggings to an off-centered tiny black thong with a big white tag on it. Looks like she found the remote. “Here it is.” She turns around and for sure catches me laser eyeing her ass. Thanks Lululemon.

She gets in bed and leans against all the pillows with me. Damn she smells good. She’s playing with the remote. Fuck, am I getting a boner right now? We’re talking but I keep losing focus in her legs, tan feet, and weirdly arousing pheromones mixed with sunless tanner. I can feel heat radiating from her and I’m getting hot. Damn, is she breathing kind of heavy? Maybe she’s getting a lady boner? She’s holding the remote but the TV is stuck on the home screen. “This stupid thing…”

The outline of my swelling cock is clearly visible in my pants now. She probably can see it in her peripheral vision and I’m not sure how it will be received. We don’t really know each other THAT well, but I guess it’s cool we fast-forwarded to the movies in bed thing so fast. I can feel her looking at my obvious and embarrassingly out of control boner bulge. Do I acknowledge it? Apologize? What do I do here? We share an awkward glance which turns into making out. Nice. We’re instantly totally consumed in each other.

She gets right to the point and puts her hand over my bulge. Then more like grabs it. Picking up the context clues it seemed reasonable I should reciprocate, and I sink my hand inside her leggings. She puts her hand into my pants and frees my cock from it’s confined position. She runs her hand over my smooth balls and rubs them while seemingly moaning in approval. I move her tiny thong aside and my finger slides right up her slick vagina. She lifts her butt and wiggles her hips while I pull down her leggings, and she shakes her feet a few times to kick her thong off. The thong lands halfway across the room on the floor.

She pulls her shirt over her head, and I unsnap her bra. When she lifts her arms up I smell that intoxicating woman aroma and her boobs flop out. Nice medium size boobs with little pink nipples. She throws her bra on the floor down by the thong and tugs my pants down. My swollen penis pops out and hits her in the leg. I kiss her neck, under her breasts, and across her stomach. I lick little circles around her nipples and they pop up and get hard. Silky smooth and tan everywhere. She spreads her athletic legs wide open and confidently displays her fully waxed and glistening pussy. Even that was tan. She presses her hands into the bed while I tease her vulva with my tongue and lick her horny warm slippery wetness up into her clitoral hood. Big rhythmic exhalations pour out of her.

Teasing and playing, mostly amazed at this beautiful vagina, I start flicking harder and faster into her clit. She starts holding her breath. “Keep doing that…” A deeper voice, “Oh… That’s gonna make me come…” She inhales sharply then holds her breath. “F…Fuh…Fuck!” She yells, inhales, and lets out a deep female bodybuilder like grunt. “UGHH!” It’s so hot and the apartment next door can probably hear. She keeps breathing deep while having these aftershock spasms and forces my head to stay buried in her smooth tan pelvic bump.

When she releases my head I instinctively move my cock between her legs. Drunk on pussy I ask, “Should I get a condom?” Referring to the sad, probably expired, destitute condom with a wrinkled wrapper in my wallet. “No, no, I’m not ready for that right now. Come up here.” Her tone indicates she’s in control here. She motions me to lie down on my back then dominantly straddles me. She grabs my angry throbbing boner and wraps her lips around the head. Her blonde hair is all messed up and the room smells like power woman vagina.

She grabs the base of my penis and swirls her tongue around the top, then slowly sucks up and down while slithering her tongue over the back of my shaft. Oh wow. When she suddenly sucks both of my balls into her mouth I realize that Stacey is very good at blowjobs. I had previously failed to realize that balls could be sucked into a mouth like that. She holds her thumb on the back of my shaft and playfully sucks my balls in and out of her mouth. When she sinks her lips back down around my shaft my eyes open wide toward the ceiling behind me. She took it all. Ok, Stacey knows how to suck a man’s soul through his cock. She owned me.

With puffy red lips tightly wrapped around my shaft and one hand stroking the base, I feel her other hand grab my balls as she picks up the tempo. She sucks like an automated machine and it feels like the start of the grand finale at a fireworks show. It’s mechanical and emotionless, and the room is filled with loud slurping suction sounds. The unstoppable semen sunami starts building, and I’m still perplexed how she knew the exact moment, but she pulls her mouth off and strokes just as it starts to erupt. Cum spurts out in waves, and she holds my spasmodic cock until it stops twitching in her cum covered hand. She looks up with watery eyes and smiles at me, still holding my blown up cock. “Did you like that?” She laughs. “Yes I liked that.” “Me too, that was fun.”

We laid there and she laughs while asking, “Still wanna watch that movie?” “Oh yeah definitely.” She got up and I watched her bare ass walk out of the room. She came back with two glasses of water and a Kleenex box to wipe up the mess. We didn’t bother putting any clothes back on and started watching the movie, then fell asleep pretty early into it. I remember her turning the TV off at some point in the middle of the night, but didn’t wake up until daylight was flooding the room through that big open window against the bed. I probably got a parking ticket. Fuck it. Decorative pillows and clothes are still thrown all over the floor. This remains in the hall of fame for one of the best blowjobs I ever had.

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