I arrived at the gym.
A pretty college student who was expecting me issued me a day pass.
In the men’s locker room, I changed into the gym gear I’d brought with me.
Old me hated wearing gym gear… I couldn’t ever compete with all the muscleheads… all the jocks… all the assholes… but now that I was having so much success with the ladies, I didn’t care what any guys thought of me. I might not ever become a heavily muscled stud, but I’d definitely be a stud.
I went into the gym proper.
A very pretty… and pixie-like but buff… particularly dark black girl with a very short afro… probably in her early twenties… came up to me as I was looking around. “Are you Kevin?”
“I am,” I agreed. “Are you Amanda?”
“I am,” she said. “Tamara Grady tells me you want to get in better shape.”
“Yeah, I wouldn’t mind being a bit more svelte,” I said, knowing I’d never be described as svelte.
“I can help you with that,” she said.
“Help away,” I said.
Then for the next forty-five minutes I was worked over. I don’t know what I’d thought would happen… but somehow after all my good fortune… I’d assumed this would be some sort of sexual workout.
Nope!
The petite Amanda drove me like she was a sadistic drill sergeant.
It was brutal!
My entire body ached… even my hair!
Once she was done with me, she instructed, “Now go into the sauna and just relax.”
“I think you just killed me,” I groaned, dripping with sweat.
“Trust me, those burns are always good,” she said.
“That’s not what my body is telling me.”
“No pain, no gain.”
“That doesn’t work if I’m dead,” I said as I headed to the sauna.
I was in the sauna for only a minute or so, all alone and having taken my shirt off, when Amanda came in and asked, “Ready for your cooldown?”
“Cool? It’s like a sauna in here,” I quipped.
“I didn’t mean literally,” she laughed as she came over to me.
“Oh, that,” I said, realizing what she meant.
“Let’s see what you’re packing.”
“Here?” I asked.
“Yeah, I set out a sign saying the sauna’s closed for maintenance.”
“I see,” I said, standing up and pulling off my shorts and underwear.
“Wow! Tamara certainly wasn’t lying,” she said, “stand up on the bench.” And as soon as I did, her face was right next to my quickly growing cock. (Have I mentioned she was hot? As hot as Tamara even?)
“You like?” I asked. She answered not with words, but by taking my very sweaty cock into her mouth.
“Mmmmmm,” she moaned as this pretty and hot-bodied personal trainer began her own workout.
I enjoyed her experienced mouth for a couple minutes until she backed away and said, “Sit down, Kevin.”
“Yes ma’am,” I said, very content to sit down… since my entire body was still aching.
She stripped completely naked except for her gym shoes (her totally bald pussy was very eye catching), turned away from me, thus giving me a great view of her tight black ass, reached behind herself for my cock (which by now was completely hard), and then she slowly lowered herself onto it.
“Oh yeah, this is a great cock,” she said as she dropped herself completely onto it and began riding me.
“You’re so fucking hot,” I said, reaching around and cupping her tits.
“I’m going to work you good and hard now,” she said, as she really bounced on my cock.
“I like this workout lots better,” I said, as somehow she was tightening her pussy around my cock as she rode me.
“Yeah, distressing after a workout is vital,” she said.
“Agreed. And fun, too,” I said, letting go of her small, ultra-firm breasts, leaned back, and let her do all the work.
She rested her hands on my knees and really began working my dick over. She sucked all of it into her pussy with each downstroke, and milked my dick with her pussy muscles. I could literally feel them tightening and releasing around my cock.
I imagine if I hadn’t already dumped a few loads inside and onto several girls and two women today, I wouldn’t have lasted very long. But luckily I did.
“Oh fuck,” she moaned as she worked herself on my dick… her tight but flexible body was an amazing sight to behold.
“I don’t know what you’re doing to my dick, but it feels fucking amazing!” I groaned. I wouldn’t last much longer.
“I do lots of Kegel exercises,” she moaned, really bouncing on my dick, and she too seemed close to coming.
“Fucking amazing,” I said, trying to hold back for as long as I could.
“Come inside me,” she invited, sensing I was as close as she was.
“And you come on me,” I reciprocated as I prepared to unload into her.
“Oh yes, come in me now, now, NOW!” she demanded. I eagerly obliged her request, even though there’d been no way I was going to last any longer anyway, and I shot my load right up into her pussy. As my load shot inside her, it triggered her orgasm. “Yeeeeeeees!”
She collapsed onto my cock and leaned back against me while I was still spewing sperm inside her, and her body kept trembling against my sweaty chest.
For a couple minutes, maybe more, she rested against me… her body collapsed and quaking.
Finally she shakily climbed off me and said, as cum leaked out of her… a blend of hers and mine, “I expect you to come see me four days a week. And every day drink lots of sports drinks.”
“Oh, I’ll come here anytime you want me,” I smirked.
“I’ll put you through some very unorthodox workouts,” she warned, bending down and sucking my cock again.
“With you, I think I could get used to working out,” I said. “You almost killed me out there in the gym, but you really brought me back to life in here.”