Sarah’s Encounter at the Gym

Sarah rested her tired body against the gym wall. Her back naturally arched as she caught her breath. This workout was intense, her whole body felt weak and sore, but it was done, it was finally done. She slowly moved off the wall and looked at herself in the mirror. She had worked up quite the sweat and her clothes were clinging to her, gently hugging her curves. She turned around and saw that her yoga pants were skin-tight around her firm booty. She smirked to herself; the workouts were paying off. She started to gather her things and took a seat on a nearby bench to browse her phone. As she flipped through Instagram a familiar feeling started to sweep over her. She sat there, weak and sweaty, her breasts slowly lifting up and down with her deep breaths and the urge to be filled started to overcome her.

She took a deeper breath. It always started the same, her legs would feel just a little bit weaker and she would gently clench her pelvic muscles, like she was trying to contain the pheromones that were pouring out of her. She felt warm, needy and yet comfortable, as the arousal irradiated from her groin out to the rest of her body and she felt acutely aware of every part of herself. Her thick thighs yearned to be caressed, her pouty lips demanded a kiss, and her delicate nipples demanded the laboured breaths of a hot man to gently warm them, and she would shudder a little as those warm breaths got closer and closer until, finally, she could feel his soft lips wrap around them and…

“Excuse me miss…” Sarah contained her surprise as she looked up at the man standing by her, “I think this is yours, I found it by the exercise balls…”

Sarah grabbed the piece of paper in the man’s hand and examined it, it was hers, a phone number given to her today at the coffee shop she worked at, it was her ex’s new number, he had given it to her when he stopped in. He was a total pig and yet, for whatever reason, she hadn’t thrown it out. When she finished looking over the number, she looked back up at the guy who had found it for her. He was young, maybe 20, but very well built. Though he was wearing a loose shirt she could make out his pecs from underneath, his boyish good looks mixed well with his solid jawline.

“Thanks,” Sarah smiled at him as she caught the scent of his deodorant, it smelled good. Gently she adjusted her posture, straightening her back but leaving her legs open.

“You know, I come here every night but I don’t think I’ve seen you before,” the man tried to make small talk,

“Yeah… I normally come in the morning,” Sarah replied, noticing that the man was breathing heavy despite the fact that he clearly hadn’t started exercising,

“I see…” the man seemed nervous, “Sorry, for bothering you,” the guy turned to walk away,

“Hey…” Sarah called to him, “What’s your name?”

“T… Tom,” Tom replied, “You?”

“Sarah,” Sarah smiled, “Maybe I’ll see you next time I’m in at night,”

“Yeah…” Tom seemed really sheepish and as Sarah looked down, she saw why. Tom’s erection was starting to press against the fabric of his loose shorts. She stared at it for a second, noting the length and even how she could see the outline of the head. She felt her muscles clench.

Tom looked at her and then down at himself. “Oh God,” he murmured, “I’m sorry,” Tom turned to move away again, but this time Sarah grabbed his firm forearm. She pulled herself up and faced him, feeling his hot breath on her face and matching it with hers. “You don’t need to be embarrassed,” she smiled at him, “it’s only natural…” she gently bit her lip, “besides, its pretty nice isn’t it?”

“Thanks…” Tom’s face slowly turned beat red as Sarah gently placed her hands onto his waist, his whole body was firm and muscular. “Don’t be shy Tom, you can touch me too,” hesitantly Tom moved his arms and Sarah felt his hands grasp her hourglass waist. She took a deep breath and leaned forward and kissed him. Feeling his lips press against hers. At the same time, she felt Tom’s hands slowly slide down and grasp her firm ass, gripping it hungrily. As she savoured the kiss, she felt her whole body warm up and demand more. She pressed herself against him, feeling her soft breasts press against his solid chest, while his hard cock throbbed against her thigh. As their kiss ended, she gazed up at him and felt his warmth and smelled his musk, his hands desperately squeezing her ass again. She looked around, one of the showers was free and no one was around, she motioned to go there with him. He stared at her for a bit before composing himself a little, “I don’t have a condom,” he whispered, “I don’t care,” Sarah replied.

Gently she guided him into the shower, her ass straining against her yoga pants with every stride. As the door shut behind them their lips found their way back together. After a deep kiss Sarah started taking off her shirt, revealing her large boobs and slim figure. Tom followed suit, showing off his well-developed abs. As Sarah peeled off her sweat soaked yoga pants, she could see Tom’s cock jump in his shorts. She walked over and pulled them off for him, grasping his smooth hard cock and kissing him on the neck. She felt his hands once again grab her bare ass, before moving up to explore her breasts and finally touch her needy nipples. She let out a strained moan, she wanted so much, but feeling the precum on the head of his cock as well as the wetness running down her thigh, she knew there was one thing they both needed.

Sarah put her hands against the wall and wiggled her ass desperately. Tom replied by grabbing her right ass cheek as she felt the slick head of his rock-hard cock run up her thigh and against her wet, trembling hole. It pressed hard against her entrance until she felt the resistance give way and the force drove his cock deep into her. She let out a loud moan as she forced more of his cock inside her. She had never had a dick as thick as Tom’s and the feeling of her pussy stretching around his cock made her moan and gush with wetness. Tom grabbed both her asscheeks and feverishly pounded her. Neither said anything, neither could say anything, they could only moan and fuck.

Sarah savoured every moment Tom’s full cock was inside her, and nearly whimpered every time he pulled away, her pussy aching until once again his cock was as deep as it could go. She could feel how hard it was getting, how ragged and obsessive his humping was. She knew what was coming. With all the will he could muster Tom asked where she wanted it and Sarah practically screamed for him to cum inside her. Suddenly she felt his body press hard against her as she instinctively pushed hard back, his hands tightly gripping her ass as he fully released, both moaning in total ecstasy.

Eventually she felt his cock dislodge itself. Sarah turned and gave Tom a quick kiss before quickly throwing on her clothes. As she pulled her yoga pants over her ass Sarah felt Tom’s cum slowly begin to leak out, causing her ants to cling even tighter. As she looked in the mirror, she noticed she had a deep cameltoe, but she didn’t care.

Once they were both dressed, the two snuck out of the shower and looked at each others sweating, well-fucked bodies with a mix of pride and shame. They leaned in for a long, deep, kiss, Tom giving Sarah’s perfect ass one last, lustful grasp, before she turned and made her way to the door. With each strut she could feel Tom’s cum leak out and her pants cling even tighter to her fit body, finally, as she opened the door she turned to Tom and winked, “Thanks for the workout!”

Source: reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/k8f4vh/sarahs_encounter_at_the_gym