I’m at the gym five days a week, so it’s pretty normal for me to befriend a lot of the other regulars. One, in particular, is a short haired woman named Lucy. She’s got large breasts, hard nipples, thick thighs, and a flat stomach. I see her there once a week, when she works out with her trainer. So, naturally, we got to talking.
“Wish I could chat longer,” she said. “But I have to get back to the office for a meeting. Gotta run, but … text me.”
I took her number, she disappeared into the locker room and emerged twenty minutes later in office clothes and high heels looking as sexy as you could imagine.
I texted her that evening to ask how the meeting was. There was an obviously flirty tone to the overall conversation … and then she mentioned her husband had fixed dinner, so she had to go. Husband? Well, there goes that, I thought. But, I saw Lucy at the gym a week later and she gave me a hug and a peck on the lips, which was intriguing. I’m no hero, though, not beyond fucking a married woman in the name of decency and respect. And if Lucy was unhappy or miserable in her marriage, she knew what she was doing. Sure, I felt slightly bad for her husband, but I would be blown away if he was happy, too, so maybe sleeping with Lucy would be a blessing in disguise—freeing them both from a miserable marriage?
A friend of mine said she was probably just lonely and wanted a friend. That I shouldn’t misread anything. But I had a feeling Lucy was up to something. I just had to test the waters. This whole situation was tricky because of the fact that I saw Lucy once a week at the gym and if it backfired, it could be even more awkward. But I had to know what she looked like naked. I had to know if she could deep throat my cock or if she’d make it halfway and gag and choke and laugh and giggle. I had to know if she preferred to be pumped full of sperm or if she preferred for it to be shot across her face or tits.
“So,” I texted her one afternoon when I knew she was at work. “This husband thing is kind of a bummer.”
“How so?” She shot back right away.
“Because you’re cute,” I said.
Those pesky three little dots appeared on the screen. She was typing. Had I goofed? Misread? Was my friend right?
“What is your address?” She asked.
I responded and then she responded by telling me she’d swing by around 6pm. Her husband was out of town on a “work thing.”
At 5:59pm, a white BMW 7 series pulled into my driveway. I peaked through the blinds. She exited her car wearing her trademark high heels and a trench coat.
“Ohmygod,” I whispered as she walked to my door and knocked. I opened.
“Hello,” I said.
“Hello back,” she whispered with a sultry look in her eye as she slowly began to untie her trench coat. She held it open. She was 100 percent nude underneath. No bra. No panties. Just her heels and the coat. She pushed me back into the house and even before the front door had closed behind her, she dropped the coat off of her back and onto the floor.
I looked her up and down as she spun around, bent over and showed me her juicy ass.
“Fuck,” I whispered.
“Mmm-hmm,” she said as she faced me and pushed me backwards closer and closer to my sofa until I fell. She unhooked my belt and pulled my pants off. I throbbed as she undressed me untilI was only wearing my boxer briefs. My erection was fully on display as she licked her lips. She stood up and masturbated, rubbing her clit, closing her eyes as she trembled and moaned. I watched. She slid her fingers inside of herself. They came out soaking wet, which she used to lube up my cock. She took a pillow from the sofa and put it on the floor and lowered herself to it, wrapping her lips, slowly, around the tip of my cock. I groaned as she took me deep into her throat, gagging, but fighting the urge. She moaned as her eyes watered and her mascara ran down her cheeks.
“Christ,” I whispered as she struggled to fit every inch of my cock into her mouth. She raked my thighs with her nails. Slowly, she pulled my soaking wet, saliva coated cock from her throat. She jerked my cock and held up her left pointer finger.
“Can I?” she asked with a twisted smile.
I nodded and she spat a massive amount of saliva into her hand and put her finger inside of my asshole as she resumed sucking my cock. I trembled with joy as she fingered me, rubbing my prostate as she picked up the pace, sucking, slobbering, drooling all over the place, all the while keeping her eyes locked on mine.
“You feel amazing,” I whispered.
She pulled her finger from my ass and licked it clean. My eyes popped. Jesus CHRIST, I thought, as she straddled me and began to ride, while also rubbing her clit. I moaned as her pussy took every inch of me. Her entire body was waxed clean. Her breasts were large, real, her nipples were rock hard. She rode me slowly, squeezing her tits, playing with her nipples with one hand while rubbing her clit with the other. She rode me slowly. Slowly. Up. Down. Uppp. Doooown. Upppp. Dooooown.
“Your cock feels so good inside of my tight. Little. Wet. Cunt. Cum inside of me, baby. Blow your load in my cunt. I need it. I want it so bad.”
As she talked, she began to ride me harder, faster. Her thighs slapping against mine as she really picked up the pace. She leaned down and bit my neck and she slammed onto my cock harder and harder.
“Do it! DO IT! Oh GOD I’m about to fucking CUM!” She screamed.
“Cum on me,” I begged.
“I’m! I’m gonna. I’m gonna fucking cummmm!” She howled as she pulled herself from my cock and gushed, squirting like crazy all over the place, drenching my sofa. She trembled out of control as she collapsed into the sofa. I got on top of her and wrapped my hand around her throat as I fucked the ever living shit out of her as she moaned and begged.
I squeezed softly as I fucked her harder and harder until I started to buck and grunt.
“Fill me,” she whispered.
Suddenly, I released myself with a loud moan, howling out as I soaked her cunt with sperm. I shot rope after rope deep inside of her as she howled and screamed with joy.
I collapsed backwards into the sofa and watched her. She moaned, caught her breath, giggled.
“Fuck,” she said as she scooted to the edge of my sofa, putting her feet on the floor, spreading her legs. She tilted forward and pressed and, with her hand under her gaping cunt, watched as my sperm rushed out, filling up her palm.
“Amazing,” she whispered. “Look at all that jizz.”
I looked, watching in awe as Lucy held her sperm filled palm up to her mouth and lapped it up like a kitten, moaning as she slurped it all down her mouth. She stood, put her coat on and opened my front door.
“See you at the gym,” she said as the door closed behind her. “Oh, and sorry about the sofa.”
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This might actually have me consider going to a gym. Great writing!
Excellent story.