(Part 2 of my serial! Hope you enjoy and please comment with feedback, always looking to improve!)
Author: Zedda1
[MF] Amyla The Radiant Elf Princess Part 1
(This is my first post! This is my first part in a multi chapter series. This one has buildup for the coming parts which will contain alot more smut! hope you enjoy, constructive comments are welcome and encouraged!)
Gemma The Personal Trainer Part 2: The Hard Workout [STR8]
Next week couldn’t have come sooner for George. After his unforgettable first session with his personal trainer Gemma, the blonde bombshell who milked him dry after their first workout together. It was hard for George to forget her: Her hourglass figure, thick thighs, equally thick ass and large natural breasts. It didn’t take the young man long before he was sitting in bed, cock in hand browsing Photogram for her. As quick as it took him to slip his trousers off he found the profile of Gemma Locke, followed by many of the famous people she had a hand in training. Her profile was as hot as he was hoping, her wall mostly full of selfies in tight gym outfits or bikini’s. The photo which caught his eye was one which was posted just a few days ago. It was a photo of her on the local beach, wearing a white swimsuit whist posing seductively for the camera. She stared at it with the same look she gave him earlier that very same day, the look of need and craving. His mind flashed back to her laying there in front of him, coated in cum with a large grin on her face. George started to stroke his long and thick member, moaning as he looked at her picture, his miind trying to forget that she had a boyfriend. David. The man who apparenly ‘Finds it hot’ that she does this with other men…where there other men? Did she do this with all her clients? Was George the only one and she got lucky that he was packing a giant dick? He threw his head back, moving his second hand to his shaft, stroking himself to the thought of her.
Gemma The Personal Trainer Part 1: Meeting
It all began on a Saturday. The afternoon sun was blazing down on the city of San Romeo as the people were going about their daily business. George was standing outside of the Get Fit Quick gym waiting in his air-conditioned car for the clock to strike 13:00. He was a young 21-year-old man, quite good looking, with bright hazel eyes and dark brown hair, a light stubble growing on his light toned face. This was going to be his first time in the gym, he was nervous but excited at the same time; decked out in black t-shirt and track trousers he examined the sheet of paper laid out on the steering wheel of the pleasantly cool car. It was a receipt for the personal trainer which he had hired when he decided to cut some weight off of himself. The sheet noted that his trainer will be someone named “Jeremy” and to meet him in Private Room 6 at 13:00.