24 Hour Gym Girl Part 3 (MF, Public)

Tom looks at his watch repeatedly like an anxious school boy. He let his higher ups know he needed to shift his schedule up an hour. He sold it as a way for him to see his employees more busy time while being available to assist more agents when they needed his help. It was not a lie, it would allow for all those things, but he had one real reason burned into his mind for the schedule adjustment. Anna was waiting and she was worth moving mountains for, so a shift change was an afterthought. Tom bolted from his modest office 5 min before he really should have been, but he was by surprised how much paper work he had completed that day. All the Adderall in the county could not get him as focused as Anna’s soft pussy and firm ass.

Tom walked through the gym doors with his black Puma duffel bag over his shoulder, cutting into his pressed white oxford shirt. He was surprised to see Anna working out in an oversized dark blue T shirt and loose white jogging shorts. They were the kind that when girls wear full backed cotton panties underneath you can see right through the shorts and make out any print on their undies. “Hey there personal trainer, laundry day?” Tom asks with a playful smile, disappearing to the locker room to quickly change before Anna can shoot a comeback his direction.

Tom emerges from the locker room to see Anna jogging on one of the dark silver treadmills, her perky C cups were bouncing a little more than he would have expected, catching his gaze. Tom hopped on the treadmill next to Anna, swatting her plump ass as he walked by. “We have 2 miles to warm up with, then we hit the weights.” Anna clicked her pace to exactly .1 mph faster than Tom’s and then folded her arms tightly against her chest to stop her breasts from bouncing too much, a trick every moderately well endowed girl Tom used to run with knew. Tom had his own bouncing issues, his cock had already developed a pavlovian response to just being around Anna, or the gym, or even working out. It could be an issue down the road, but right now, he was happy his cock was eager to play. They clicked the 2 miles off without much issue, Anna teased Tom about running with an erection, telling him to save some blood for his calves and to try to stop staring at her tits in the mirrors in front of them. She did not help his hard on much as she would give him little rewards every .25 miles or so, things like a gentle tug on his obviously stiff shaft, or a quick flash of her hard abs.

Tom was out of breath by the time the cool down timer hit zero, he was not used to the pace they were running at, which was his own prides fault as Anna let him pick their pace. “Ok now that you have some blood pumping” Anna giggled as she gestured to Tom’s ever present excitement, “let’s see what you got.” Anna says as she stands by the weight bench, resting her supplen tits on the bar, making sure Tom could see her hard nipples poking through her thin t shirt. Its obvious now why she was wearing the long, dark colored T shirt. She did not bother with a bra today and Tom was delighted to see her nipples protesting against the cotton to come out and play. Tom racked about 150lbs and laid down on the cool leather wrapped weight bench.

Anna stood right over Tom’s head, shifting her toned thighs widely apart to reveal her bra was not the only underthing she skipped today. Tom took a minute to appreciate the view of Anna’s full lips and the bottom of her round cheeks. “You are going to kill me giving me that kind of view you know that?” Tom said and he reaches up for Anna’s pussy. Anna redirects Tom’s hands to the bar and coaches him through each rep and set. Tom’s cock stood straight up the entire time he lifts, he is focused on the warm wet prize just inches above his face. “That’s a good start, but I know you can go heavier.” Anna says, grabbing a set of large plates and casually lifting them onto the end of the bar, resetting the safety clips and repositioning herself over Tom’s red, sweat covered face. “Ok 5 reps at 195lbs, and I’ll make it worth being sore tomorrow.” Anna dips down a bit to rub her thinly covered lips across Tom’s face, his sweaty brow causing her shorts to become transparent as they stick to her smooth lips. Tom groans and slides a hand under his wist band to free his throbbing cock, he did not care if it got Anna’s attention, it just refused to be caged up any longer, it was physically hurting to keep it bound up in his shorts he was so hard. Anna sighs as she refocuses Tom on the weight hanging above his head.

Tom pushes the bar up, feeling Anna help him get the bar moving then releasing her hands, giving the weight to Tom. He puts up the required resistance to drop the bar down slowly to his chest, staring at Anna’s slit as he grunts and pushes the bar up off his chest, his cock noticeably flexing as he hits the top of his stroke. “Good job baby, 4 more” Anna says in a warmer tone than Tom was accustomed to. He locks in on the goal and busts 4 more reps, the last one being a shaky, desperate race to rack the bar, but he accomplished his goal. As soon as he feels the weight safely resting on the rack, he lets his head fall down to bech and closes his eyes, letting his body recover from the intense movements. He is pulled out of his comma by an amazing warm wet feeling. He looks up to see anna slowly licking his exposed cock. She had closed blinds on the front windows that were there to keep the afternoon sun at bay, and had locked the door, a big no no for a 24 hour facility.

She takes Tom into her mouth, first swirling her tongue around his wide tip, and then swallowing as much of him as she could before backing off his shaft, knowing her limits, and how to extend the feeling of her mouth by using her hand to trap her slippery spit around his hard rod. Tom moaned in pleasure as she rewarded him, pumping her hand and mouth up and down his hard thick cock as her pony tail and tits bounced up and down. She tastes a hint of precum as she loses herself in her work, rubbing her other hand over his balls as she plays with her new toy. “That’s enough for now” she says, pulling her T shirt up to wipe her wet mouth, exposing her breasts to Tom and empty room. “Now you spot me” Anna says as she walks over to a machine that was intended to be used to do leg lifts, but Anna had no intention of using it for that. This particular machine had an angled platform for you to rest your hips on, it was one of Tom’s favorites to observe as it literally put girls bottoms on a platter for anyone to appercite. Anna’s loose shorts did nothing to obscure Tom’s view of her ass and pussy, her plump lips shined with drops of her own excitement. She could have been slyly rubbing herself as she blew Tom earlier, but regardless of the inspiration, she was soaking wet and he was anxious to feel her again.

Tom moves close to Anna, sliding her tiny shorts to the side, fully exposing her to the cool air in the gym, making her shutter as she feels both excited and exposed for the first time tonight. Tom runs a hand under Anna’s shirt to grope her heavy breasts as he enters her. She let’s out a loud moan that had been building since she choose her outfit this evening. How did Tom know that she wanted thim to leave her clothes on, most guys would trip over their own dick to get her naked in this setting, but Tom seemed to enjoy the allusions of mystery that fucking a girl while keeping her dressed provided. She loved how he used every stitch of clothing she had on as a tool to guide her hips a certain direction, or made it a point to tug on her hard nipples through the soft cotton her t shirt. Her waistband became a handle, and he even used the leg of her shorts as another source of friction, rubbing the side of his shaft against the wet now almost clear fabric.

Tom knew Anna was enjoying more than just his cock in the moment. This was a fantasy of hers, and he was doing his best to guide her through it like she had done with his bench press sets. Tom felt her tight kegels clamp around his cock as he settled into a rhythmic tempo of in’s and out’s. Anna reaches behind her hips to hold onto Tom’s waistband as she tenses her whole body up, again letting a wave of hot clear cum pour out of her swollen cunt as Tom’s cock continues to pound her at just the right angle and speed to throw her over the edge. Tom feels his legs burning as he got lost in the act of fucking his gym goddess. It has been at least 15 minutes of holding a slightly less than natural position in order to fully enjoy every inch of Anna. ” Can you finish me off on top?” Tom leans forward and whispers in Anna’s ear. She is panting now, much more winded that she was after running 2 miles before.

She stands up, adjusting her soaked shorts as she leads Tom to the inclined bench press and guides him down. His is cock still glistening from her juices as she backs into him, straddling his cock and the weight bench between her legs. Tom pulls her wet shorts aside and guides himself inside her, feeling like he was jumping back into a hot tub after getting out of it and into the cold night air just to get a fresh drink. Tom puts both hands on Anna’s ass as she bounces her firm bottom up and down on his cock, he pulls her shorts over to the side as much as they will go to expose her Carmel skin. He pauses as he hears the fabric give way. He was riding hight on testosterone and adeline. He finishes them off in one forceful tug, splitting them down the seem that ran right down Anna’s backside. Anna groans at the feeling of her shorts being torn apart with Tom still inside her. Her ass feels more exposed with the shorts flapping against her damp skin. Tom looks up and groans as groans as Anna pulls her shirt off, showing off her bounding breasts in the mirror in front of them. Tom slaps hard against her now bare ass as he feels his cum rising up, doing everything he can to control it.

He wants this moment to last for hours, but as he thinks about extending his time inside her, she adds a sexy little twist to her rotating hips and squeezes her strong inner muscles to steal his hot sticky cum from him. He moans loudly as he explodes inside her. Holding her ass down against the base of his cock, feeling like he was cumming into her stomach more than her pussy he was so deep.

Anna holds her squat over his pulsing cock till she feels his stiffness fade inside her, she gets off the bench, grabbing her towel to clean her sticky thighs. She throws it on the floor to soak up her puddle of pleasure before finding her shirt and giving Tom a long slow kiss, his cock still oozing a little cum as she walks away. “Coming with me to get cleaned up?” She says with a grin, unlocking the door on her way to the showers.

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