“well Alice its nice to see that the lessons are paying off.”

It was almost three days later when she cornered me in the laundry room, I knew it wasn’t good by the way she stared at me.

“Alice we need to talk about something”

She produced a soiled pair of panties.

“I found these under the couch little missy”

She twirled them around her index finger and looked at me what could have easily been mistaken for lust.

“Your father and I did not hire a tutor so you could get fucked all day”

She breathed deeply and I could see her huge breasts heave against her shirt buttons.

“You’re such a filthy whore”

I could see she relished saying those words to me and suddenly I felt a rush of desire for my mother. It was such a strange feeling swimming around my belly I wanted her to take me right there on the laundry room floor. I was disgusted with myself and pushed the feeling down until it was reduced to one lone butterfly fluttering in my stomach. She was looking at me so intensely that I could only look into her sapphire eyes and hope she didn’t see the lust in my own.

She let that one incident slide but the next Saturday when Mr. Denton came to give me my lessons she stayed behind to vacuum the living room and the bedrooms. He was worried about us doing anything but I assured him that we would hear her long before we saw her because of the vacuum. I was incredibly nervous and scared of getting caught but the rush of danger turned me on. We decided to stay at the table and fool around under the cover of the huge oak wood slab. His hand slid along my left thigh gently caressing the soft skin till he was only millimetres from my hot tight sex. I stifled a moan as he pushed one finger past my pink pussy lips and inside me, this was sheer bliss but at the same time sheer agony because I knew that there was no way in hell we could fuck today not with mom at home. As his rough digits traced little circles over my G-spot I felt the overwhelming hotness pulse through me. I bit my lip hard cutting off my moans of sheer ecstasy as I closed my eyes, breathing hard and letting my passion consume me. He leaned in close and whispered in my ear.

“That’s right. Cum for me my little fucktoy”

I gasped pushing down hard on his fingers, his dirty talk driving me over the edge into oblivion. It was then we both heard the little cough from the other side of the room.

“Alice could you please leave the room I need to talk with Mr. Denton.”

There was a look of vicious delight in her eyes. I exited the room as fast as I could, and closing the door behind me I pressed my self up against it and listened intently. For about ten minutes all I could hear was shouting then slowly the voices got quieter and quieter and the terse voices were replaced with fevered moans. Was this really happening? I pressed myself closer to the door and heard her scream out in desire.

“That’s right fuck mommy”

I shuddered with excitement and the hot wave of lust washed over me again. I slipped my hand inside my panties and began to rub my throbbing clit, in a moment of courage I ripped my clothes off and pushed the door open. She was bent over the table and he was fucking her from behind. She looked up at me and for a moment she looked surprised then she lifted a hand and beaconed me over.

I slid my hand over her ass, she gasped grabbing me and kissing me ass hard as she could. She pulled away and licked her full lips.

“My little Alice. Have you ever eaten pussy before princess?”

I dropped my head a little embarrassed by the question and softly shook my head.

“Come here princess and mommy will teach you just how to please”

She lay on her back across the table and gently placed my hand on her inner thigh.

“I want you to slid your hand along my leg until it reaches my pussy”

I followed her orders and slid my index finger along the fold of her swollen lips. I could feel her back arch towards me.

“Yes that’s it baby. Do you like how mommy’s pussy feels?”

Out of the corner of my eye I could see Mr. Denton sliding his hand along his huge throbbing cock. I licked my lips and slowly began to lick and suck at my mother’s clit tasting every drop of the sweet nectar flowing from her wet slit.

“Fuck baby that feels so good. Mr. Denton give my little girl her reward!”

He leapt out of the chair, grabbed my hips and pushed his huge cock deep inside me. I gasped into my mother’s slippery sex and felt her convulse underneath me, I sucked and licked as fast and hard as I could, my face buried in between her legs. Every thrust from Mr. Denton pushing me closer to the edge until finally I felt him explode inside me I cried out ecstatically and felt my mothers cream slid over my chin as her hips bucked against my hungry tongue and mouth.

"The women in the orange top is the hottest player on the tour, although she hasn't won a singles event yet, but enough runner's up cheques soon add up to big dollars." said Mai

It seemed this was the woman dubbed i-Candy by the press. Her good looks, blonde hair and big tits had

bought her more attention than titles and her pictures were the most downloaded from the Net. Mai was explaining how she was in town this week to play in the singles and doubles events and her team of flunkies were here to look at property to buy or invest her money in. My job is to keep her entertained off the court and to keep her in a good mood to say yes to some properties we manage. If she spends any money on property then I'm in line for a bonus as part of the sales team.

"I don't want to sound picky but isn't she from Eastern Europe and I've heard she doesn't speak much English." I gave Mai a look as I waited for an answer.

"Actually, she speaks several different languages quite well. Her English is passable but I'm sure a smart boy like you can understand if a women wants to be fucked regardless of what language she asks it in." Mai gave me a grin and ate her pizza.

For the rest of the evening Mai  filled me in with all the information her company had on Miss i-Candy. It seemed she was travelling with her doubles partner, an English player by the name of Maisy Oates, and there were some rumours of their off court relationship. Miss i-Candy had also been linked to a number of men over the past year but nothing long term, it looks as if she was the love em' and leave em' type. Mai also told me she was a party girl, but no illegal drugs, and a compulsive shopper of cothes.

It was getting late as Mai wrapped it up explaining that a company limo would be here next morning to take me to the tennis. I was also given a company credit card to "use wisely" and to get receipts for everything even a coke. The last things Mai said as she left the door was to dress neat but casual and think bonus. 
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Mai rang early the next morning to tell me of a slight change to the plan. Two hired bodyguards would be driving the limo. They were not known to the company so she told me to play it careful. The limo arrived and the two guards got out. These guys were huge, easily six foot plus, but bulked up to more than twice my size. There names were unfortunately Marco and Paolo and I was about to smirk when Marco spun me against the limo and frisked me police style to make sure I had no weapons, cameras or soundrecording gear. When Marco signalled all clear Paolo got in to drive and Marco opened the rear door for me to enter. He cimbed in after me and took a seat along the side. From his position he could easily reach me or look to the front to see Paolo.

Arriving at the tennis centre Paolo stayed with the car and Marco led me to a corporate box to watch the match. I looked at the official guide and discovered her correct name is spelt Alexcandia but she prefers Alex and not the i-C name. Her opponent was ranked about fifty places below her and the match took less than an hour and as soon as she left the court Marco tapped me on the shoulder to go. He took me back to the car and while I climbed in the back he stood by the door. Soon he opened it again and Alex and Maisy jumped in ahead of a troop of photographers. Marco held off the paparazzi till Paolo had the car moving and then jumped in the front next to his partner.

"You are guide for today?" asked Alex in thickly accented English.

"Tell me what you would like to do and I will try to arrange it for you." I smiled at the two women facing me.

They were both tanned and fit. I could see firm thighs disappearing under their short skirts and long

legs down to their sandels. Alex looked like her posters and it was hard to believe she had just finished playing tennis. Her blonde hair was done in a pony tail and hung across her shoulder. Her firm tits strained against the thin material of her blouse which was tied to reveal her muscled midriff and support her tits. A short denim skirt and white open toed sandels completed her out fit.

Maisey was dark haired, which was cut short at her neck. She let it hang loose and it waved as she moved in her seat. Her black t-shirt had a scooped neckline and showed ample cleavage pushed up by her bra. She wore a check patterned, pleated mini skirt that barely covered her pussy as she sat facing me.  The two of them touched heads and whispered to each other while occasionally glancing my way.

"A spot of lunch and some shopping." suggested Maisy who had a great accent and smile.

I picked up the phone and told Marco to head towards the harbour area as the ladies wanted lunch. Both girls had short skirts, and long legs they also had big tits and tight tops. They sat on the back seat and I was on the side seat. Maisy began to rub her hand on Alex's thigh edging higher on each pass till her hand disappeared under the skirt. Alex made a comment about oats for lunch and Maisey asked could she have candy. They kept making these remarks to each other as Maisey flipped the skirt up to show me how she was massaging Alex's pussy through her black lace panties.

Alex lay back in the seat and spread her legs wide for Maisey. In turn Maisey increased the pressure she was applying. She left red marks on Alex's thighs as she gripped the flesh tightly kneading it like bread dough. I just sat trying to cover my increasing erection. Maisey began licking Alex's legs, running her tongue from knee to crotch, I could hear the smacking of her lips as she kissed the cloth covered mound of Alex's sex.

Alex reached in to pull her panties to one side to give Maisey access to her clit and she released a loud moan as Maisey slipped a finger into her cunt. My dick was fully throbbing from watching this action. Maisey had now positioned herself on her knees between Alex's legs still working her tongue and finger over Alex's pussy. With her other hand Maisey was now rubbing her own crotch. From where I was sitting I had a great view of her panty covered arse and the material vanishing up her crack. The red material against the white skin of her arse just accentuated the curve and fullness of her backside.

Maisy's head was really working on Alex's pussy and while I couldn't see exactly what she was doing the smell and the sounds of sex filled the car. Maisey had pulled her panties clear of her cunt and was working a finger around and around so I took my chance. Spitting on my hand I greased my cock, and then in one motion I was off the seat and behind Maisey slamming my cock into her slippery love hole.

The car hit a bump on the road and that action caused my cock to slide completely into Maisey. She screamed  a long low "yeesss" as I began pounding away on her backside.

Alex opened her eyes to watch me fuck her friend and shouted at me to do it faster and harder. She told me to "fuck this bitch" all the while she had hold of Maisey's head so it never left her pussy.

Maisey's cunt was hot and tight, I could feel her flex her muscles and squeeze my cock as I continued to plunge in deep and hard. I was hard balancing behind Maisey as the car bounced along. I had my legs spread wide and one hand pressed against the roof to hold me in place.

Alex was losing it severely as she told me to keep fucking Maisey and for Maisey to "keep eating candy". Maiseys arse was firm and full from all her tennis playing and I could feel her clench her muscles to maintain a hold on my cock. Her cunt was on fire and my cock could feel the heat. I sucked one of my thumbs till it was coated in saliva and pressing against Maiseys butt hole pressed and popped it in as my cock kept up the pace on her cunt. Maisey's moan vibrated through Alex's cunt as she sucked and licked away. Alex was breathing hard and I was sweating from the heat generated by the three of us.All the bouncing around of the car and the aroma of sex finally tipped me over the edge and shot a load deep into Maisy as I pushed hard against her arse. I pulled nearly all the way out and slammed forward as I felt the next jet shoot along my cock. Maisey's head had nearly been crushed flat as Alex's legs clamped shut around her. Alex gave a long sigh and a shudder passed through her body as Maisey got her off as well.

I pulled my shorts back up as the girls adjusted their underwear and skirts. Alex looked at Maisey and then they both looked at me and in nearly perfect English Alex deemed me worthy to be their guide for the week. At this point the intercom buzzed and Marco asked which restaurant we would be eating at.

This made both girls laugh and I told Marco of a place to go to. I then grabbed the car phone and rang Aunt Mai and asked if she could organise a table at the restaurant for us. A few minutes on hold and then success. A minute after confirming our reservations we stepped from the limo straight to our table. Now this is something I could get used to in a hurry.

It was over lunch that Alex made the suggestion of my becoming a personal trainer. It was the latest fad with women wishing to lose weight but who didn't want to go to a gym. The girls talked tennis for a while as they had a doubles match tomorrow. After lunch it was shopping and I became a bag carrier as they made their way through the city's exclusive shopping district. After that Marco drove the girls to their hotel and they both gave me long deep kisses as they exited the car telling me that they would think of what they would like to do tomorrow. I was then taken home and as I got out of the car Marco told me to be ready 9:00 AM sharp when they would be back.

I could see this being a long, tireing but enjoyable week.

Some nights, when we were both hammered (she is a light-weight) after going to the bars, there were those intimate moments between us when she would wrap her arms around my neck and give me a peck on the lips.  She would wiggle her small ass up against my crotch as she did it, but it was all harmless flirting, and we knew that nothing would come of it.  She had a boyfriend and I knew she was in love with him and not me.  Recently, however, Ro has gotten engaged to said boyfriend and has been planning her wedding.  Since then she has moved into his house.  At first, I didn’t really think of it much, I was going out with another girl and that was all that was on my mind.  But my girlfriend and I had broken up and since then I have been really horny.  Then it happened, on the fourth of July, while over at Rochelle’s house, I walked into the bathroom to pee and she was standing there, in nothing but what God gave her on the day she was born. 

Now let me help you picture what Ro looks like.  She is of Filipino decent, 5’3”, 105 lbs, b-cup breasts, full lips and a great ass.  On top of all this, she was completely shaven save for a small strip of hair right above her pussy.  Now normally I prefer a girl with a little bit of meat on her, but it had been a while and she was looking really good.  Within the few seconds that I saw her, the whole concept of forbidden fruit began to take shape and I began seeing this girl in a different light.  Now let me tell you know right now, ever since we have met up after college, I have seen her as the sexy woman that she has grown up to be, but seeing her in all her glory was the final straw.  Ro sort of yelped and I shut the door to give her her privacy.  I went ahead and went downstairs and used the other bathroom.  When Ro came downstairs, she acted like nothing happened.  So I just let it slide, we finished with the night and I went home to my home.

When I got home, I went to bed.  As I lay there, I just couldn’t sleep.  Every time that I closed my eyes, I saw her, naked.  So I got up, pulled out the porn, and jerked off, thinking of plowing Rochelle’s tight pussy.  As I went to sleep that night, I knew that I was going to have to make that girl my own personal cum receptacle.  Just the idea of her losing her virginity to her fiancé was driving me nuts.  I heard her talk about him to her girl friends a while back and how he was sporting only about 4 inches when she had given him a blowjob.  I just knew that I needed her to experience a real man the first time that she had sex.  So the next morning, I began to work on my plan to make her mine.

Getting her alone so I could train her was actually quite simple.  Rochelle is a lightweight drinker, as I have said before.  One day, Rochelle called me up and asked me to go bar hopping with her.  Her fiancé was going out of town for a couple of weeks on business and she was going stir-crazy being cooped up in the house.  I agreed and we set it up to meet later that night.  So I talked my buddy into following us while we went bar hopping.  She has always been a sucker for a guy willing to give her a free drink.  She had never met Dan before and so when he approached her (after I had gone to the bathroom), it was really simple for him to talk her up and buy her a drink.  When their drinks came, Dan “accidentally” spilled her drink on the bar.  While it didn’t get her wet, it gave him the distraction that he needed to slip a rohypnol into his own drink.  After all was cleaned up, he gave her his drink and apologized.  I then came up behind him and tapped him on the shoulder.  I introduced myself and he excused himself, pretending to be nervous. 

I asked Rochelle, “Who was that guy?  Do you know him from somewhere?”  Rochelle answered, “Nope, but he wasn’t bad looking.  Too bad I am getting married soon.  At least I got a free beer out of it!”  With that, she chugged the beer and didn’t think anything of it.  About 30 minutes went by and she started to feel a little tipsy.  She asked me to take her home and I told her I would get the car.  She didn’t even make it to the car before she passed out from the effects of the drug.  Because of how small she is, I was given plenty of time to take her “home.”  Little did she know, we were going to my home.  I knew that soon, I was going to be playing out all my fantasies that had involved her.

Chapter 2

I am fairly well off, being a computer systems analyst, and I own two homes.  One is in the city; the other is in the country, pretty much cut off from anything and everything.  Over the last few weeks, I have been preparing the country house.  I put dead bolt locks on all the doors as well as security pads and locks on the exits.  I replaced the window glass with Plexiglas, and I set up a chair and a table with different types of restraints and such.  While I had plenty of sex toys available to me from my previous relationships, I wanted to make sure that everything was in working order so I bought new toys.  I bought three butt plugs, all vibrating and increasing in size, a ball gag, some nipple clamps, etc.  In all of the rooms except the office, I placed small security cameras and an intercom system.  In the office, I set up the room to watch any room I wanted, as well as record anything that might occur.

Finally, we arrived at my house and I carried her inside.  Once inside, I put her in a room and dropped her on a bed that was just a frame and a mattress.  I stripped her down to nothing and placed a shock collar on her neck.  I then just looked at her body.  I thought to myself, “Could it be that she is actually better now than she was earlier?”  I spread her legs and took a good long sniff and instantly got hard.  It took all my willpower just to walk out of that room and lock the door, leaving her looking so ripe for the pickings.

So I went to my office, sat down at the computer and slowly dozed off.  At about 6am, I was awakened by a scream to wake the dead.  Terrified, I looked up and realized that it was my girl.  I laughed to myself a little bit and watched the screen.  Ro was freaking out in her room.  As she tried to climb under the bed, she started screaming for help.  The bed was too low, even for her petite frame to fit under.  As she screamed, I thought to myself, “I am glad that I sound-proofed those walls, in spite of having no neighbors for miles around.”

After waiting for her to stop screaming, I went to the kitchen, made myself a large breakfast.  I thought about giving her some too, but that was to go against the plan.  I left the house and went to go get some more food.  While I was out, I went on to Rochelle’s computer and got into her email.  She was never one to put a password on her account so it was very easy.  I sent her fiancé an email telling him that her cell phone went out so she wouldn’t be able to contact him for a while.  After I was done there, I went back to my home.

When I got back, I looked at the monitor and Rochelle was in a corner, crying to herself.  I thought to myself, “Perfect, she is slowly calming down.”  By that time, it was already 6 in the evening.  I knew that she would be starving so I made her an ample dinner, and put it on a tray.  With the food, I placed a letter, which said the following:

“Dearest Rochelle,

            I understand that you are very scared and confused right now.  That is to be expected when one wakes up in a new place, naked and alone.  All that you need to know right now is that you are not harmed, and won’t be harmed if you cooperate.  If you choose to struggle, you will be punished.  It is all up to you.  Eat this food, I guarantee that it is safe.  I have plans that involve you and I will not jeopardize this.  Just keep in mind, if you choose not to eat this food within 1 hour, I will be forced to take it back and you will not get any more for 24 hours.  I encourage you to eat, you will need to keep up your strength.”

I set the tray through a small trap door and shoved it into her room.  After, I went to the office to watch what happened.  As I watched Rochelle read the note, I saw the horror began to swell in her eyes, and she freaked.  She kicked over the tray, screamed, and cried some more.  After an hour had gone by, she still hadn’t eaten her food.  Saddened that she chose this path, I was left with no other choice.  I had to follow through with my letter.  I looked at the screen, reached over and activated her collar.  When I did that, Rochelle went stiff as the collar activated and shocked her.  I set it up to work like a tazer, and Ro dropped to the floor, unconscious.  I went to the room and it smelled of urine as Rochelle had peed herself.  I cleaned up the food and urine, and left a note with just two words on it, “Bad Choice.”

It had been a few months. Her tits were high and mighty once again and her confidence had returned because of all the men (especially male students) who tried to hit on her every day.

None of them sparked her interest except for one. He was one of the men who worked out with her at the gym.

He was tall and bald and very muscular. His eyes were sexy and he reeked of sex appeal. His name was Chris. She’d met him shortly after she’d started lifting weights.

She wasn’t sure which exercises were good for developing the pectoral muscle. She asked Chris because his pecs were huge.

He took one look at her tits and started cracking jokes about how hard it would be for her to get through the door if her chest got any bigger. She explained why she needed to work that part of her body and that’s when the compliments and flirting started.

They’d been doing it ever since, but Sara was really disappointed that flirting was all they seemed to do. Chris never made a move on her, never asked for a phone number, never asked her out on a date. She made it obvious that she would accept but still no luck.

Lately they had spent a lot of time talking about sex, wild places that they’d had sex, in particular. Chris had the most interesting stories. He’d had sex on beaches, public rest rooms, parking lots, in his backyard, and he once tried to fuck an 18 year old girl on a school bus, but she was too chicken to go through with it.

The wildest thing Sara had done was give her ex-boyfriend a blowjob in a parking lot after they’d gone to a pro basketball game. Listening to Chris’s stories and seeing the joy in his eyes as he told them made Sara more curious to try something daring.

On her lunch break she took the elevator to the top floor. The gym was empty, and since this gym was in a 5-star hotel, there was no need for an attendant. She slipped into the men’s locker room put her workout clothes in a locker.

It was Tuesday, the slowest day of the week at the gym. Normally there would be Sara, Chris, and maybe two other people at this time, but it was still totally empty when she got off work, which was good for her.

Her stomach was flipping in knots as she walked into the men’s locker room for the second time that day. She was nervous, but extremely excited and horny as hell.

The room smelled of sweat. Normally she would have found this scent to be repulsive, but tonight it was turning her on.

She opened the locker door and reached for her workout clothes. Instead of getting those, she took out the bathing suit that she was going to use for swimming after she’d finished working out. It was better suited for her mission tonight.

She removed her boots and lifted her shirt over her head, and out spilled her enormous DDD tits. She took her pants off next, which left her sitting completely naked in the men’s locker room.

Her heart was pounding really hard now. Her hands were shaking badly. For a brief moment she started having doubts about whether or not to see this thing through.

Before she could make up her mind, she heard shoes scraping the floor and then a shadow stopped next to her. Sara looked up and saw a pair of the widest eyes that she had ever seen in her life.

“What are you doing in here?” she asked.

Chris said, “Well, this is the men’s locker room. What are you doing in here?”

He wasn’t making much of an effort not to gawk at Sara’s tits, which was a good sign, but it made her feel a little awkward so she covered them as best she could with her arms.

“Oh,” she said, “I don’t really know my way around here yet.”

“Do you even know your way to the weight room?” asked Chris. “Are you gonna go work out?”

“Uh, yeah, as soon as I get my clothes on.” She uncovered her breasts and picked up her clothes.

For the first time, Chris looked away, but it was only briefly. “Okay, well you put your clothes on and I’ll wait right here to make sure nobody else comes in.”

He put the dumbbell down and stood with his back to her at the door. Sara was a bombshell. He already knew she had a nice build, but now that he’d seen her naked he knew he had to have her.

And now that he thought about it, she didn’t seem too concerned with having her body on display in front of him. Sometimes it even seemed like she was moving her clothes out of the way so he could get a better view.

Looking back on it even more, she didn’t seem very embarrassed like a woman who had been put in that situation would. She smiled at him a lot—with her mouth and her eyes—during their whole conversation.

Maybe she’d planned it, thought Chris.

After all, she had been flirting with him for the past few months. And the only reason he didn’t make a move on her was because he figured a woman who looked that good would be too high-maintenance to go for someone who drove a school bus for a living.

But what if she was trying to seduce him? What if she was serious about him? What if she really liked him and wanted to make their friendship into something sexual? What if—hmmm?

He looked over his shoulder to get another peek at her. There was a brief moment of eye contact before Sara turned her head trying to pretend she didn’t know he was watching. It seemed like she was trying to hold back a smile.

Chris flirted with her and she flirted back, but he was lost in deep thought as they walked into the weight room. Luckily it was still completely void of human life other than them.

Chris sat at the exercise bike and started pedaling. Sara walked past him, sat at the bench press machine, and started lifting.

Chris was really confused. There were so many things about the last few minutes that were so out of the ordinary. And now that he thought of it, there was something about Sara at the very moment that was out of the ordinary too, but he couldn’t figure it out.

“What are you ganna be working today?”

“I’m gonna work my pecs,” she answered and smiled.

“From what I saw when I walked into the locker room, I’d say you’re alright there.”

Her smile grew wider and she stuck out her chest as she lifted the weights into the air. She replied to his compliment but Chris couldn’t hear it too well. Sara was very sexy and there was something about the way she was pumping iron in her skimpy swim suit that was getting him really excited.

That’s when it hit him. It was the swim suit. Sara never lifted weights in her swim suit. She usually wore jogging pants and a T-shirt.

He watched a few seconds longer, his cock slowly beginning to slide down his leg as he watched her enormous tits heaving in and out. He still had his doubts, but now he was almost sure that Sara was trying to seduce him.

“How have your workouts been coming along?” he asked.

“I don’t know. My workouts have been kind of stale lately. Do you think you could give me a few pointers?”

He got off the bike and approached her. He gave her a tip on how to improve her form to maximize the results of each lift. He talked about the way she clenched her jaws when she lifted and how it shifted energy to wrong place.

She stopped lifting as he spoke. She was sitting with her hands over her chest as if surprised that something so simple could affect her workout.

Chris was feeling tingly. Sara looked so pretty in that pose, but it wasn’t just that. It was everything.

It was the tight swim suit that barely covered anything. It was the months that they’d spent flirting with each other. It was the thought of fucking her like a whore in the middle of the weight room. It was the possibility that fucking her in the weight room was probably what she wanted. Above all else, it was the fact that he’d seen her naked and he couldn’t—for the life of him—get that vision out of his head. His cock was throbbing so hard it hurt.

Chris started breathing so hard that he was almost hyperventilating. He was more nervous now than he had ever been in his life. He’d never done anything this bold, but all the signs were there so he had to try and just live with the consequences if his assumption was wrong.

“There’s a limit,” he said, pretending to be referring to the limits of exercise.

“What’s that?” asked Sara.

He felt a queasy feeling in his stomach that was followed by an intense rush of excitement. He looked around to make sure no one had entered the gym.

Then, with one swift movement, he reached into his jogging pants and pulled out a throbbing, rock-hard dick and put it in front of Sara’s mouth.

She still had that rye smile on her face, but she was really surprised. She was hoping to get him to come home with her later on. She had no idea that he was going to do this.

Her first thought was to tell him to put it away. They were in a weight room with glass walls. Even if no one came to work out, somebody could walk past on their way somewhere else. It was too risky to try something here.

She started joking as if she was really going to do something with it, like she was really dumb enough to believe that sucking a dick would improve her work out.

When she was done joking, she opened her mouth to tell him to put it away, but the thrill of getting caught had taken control of her body. Instead of saying anything, she leaned forward, opened her mouth a lot wider, and closed it around his meaty cock head.

Chris twitched as sheer shock and ecstasy raced through his body. He gasped as he felt her soft lips gliding over his shaft, getting it nice and wet with her tongue.

He ran his fingers through her blonde hair as she cupped his balls and fed more of his penis into her mouth. She started sucking faster and harder. Chris closed his eyes and held onto the wall for dear life.

She started twisting her head with every rise and fall of her head. She pulled his cock free of her jaws, licked the sensitive underside, and wiggled her tongue across the head. Then she stuffed him deep in her mouth, so deep that she felt the cock head yielding to the muscles in the back of her throat.

“Ohhh!” Chris moaned, but just a shade above a whisper. He didn’t want to add to the risk of getting caught by screaming out loud. Instead, he distracted himself by keeping an eye on the glass walls for anyone who might be walking by.

Sara started licking the bottom of his cock every time she went down on him. The slurping was louder too. Chris fought off the urge to scream again and started humping her face with a handful of hair in his palms.

Sara’s pussy was oozing. She was so horny. It was better than she could have ever dreamed. She pulled her tits out of the bathing suit and let them hang as she covered Chris’s dick in her saliva.

Chris took a step back. He glanced at the wall to make sure it was still okay. It was, so he motioned for Sara to follow him to a weight bench where he lay down with his dick pointed happily to the ceiling.

Sara arched her back and eased her swollen pussy lips over his hot cock. They were both completely naked now.

They didn’t care about getting caught anymore There was a part of them that wanted somebody to see what was going on. Sara liked having her body on display and Chris was getting off on how horny she was acting because of it.

She was riding him in the reverse cowgirl position, Sara’s favorite. From this angle, Chris had the perfect view of his cock squeezing in and out of her tight cunt. It felt so good, so warm and wet.

He lifted her off his cock and bent her over the weight bench. He crouched in behind her and slipped his cock inside her. Her ass was cute, but small, and since Chris’s dick was so huge, it was like he had an unimpeded path to the pussy.

“Ohhh!” moaned Sara as she felt him enter her hot nest. He’d back out of her until nothing was left but the head, then stuff his love tool to the hilt back up in her.

The pace was quickening. The moans the smacking of the hips was getting louder. Her tits and hair swayed with every thrust.

She was doing a good job of keeping quiet until Chris started eating her pussy. Chris was sucking fiercely on her clit while he fucked her with his fingers.

She was lying flat on the bench, which put her at a better angle to see the door than any of the other positions. Her eyes were closed most of the time, but every now and then she’d open them and look at the glass walls imagining someone seeing her getting fucked like a cheap whore. It sent a rush of tingles through her pussy that sent her over the edge.

“Oh, yeah! Oh…oh, oh!” she screamed as cunt juice spurt into Chris’s mouth.

He opened her legs and stepped between them. His cock was dying to cum. He needed to cum, plus they’d been there way too long. Normally when he did things like this, they did it in one position and they rushed it along. Their chances of getting caught was getting better with every minute that ticked by.

He looked her body over. She looked damn good. How could anyone have tits that big? It didn’t seem possible.

He felt his cock jump as he placed the head on Sara’s hole and pushed. She was slippery now. The pussy licking had moistened her up considerably, but she had that same tight squeeze that was bringing him closer to popping his load.

Her huge tits were flopping like fun bags and she was staring at him with a passionate grimace on her face, her teeth clenched tight enough to bite through wood.

She spread a little wider, giving him deeper penetration into her tight snatch. He kept looking at her breasts and the disoriented facial expression etched on her slutty face.

“Fuck my pussy,” she whispered.

He felt an orgasm building in his loins. He pumped her tender cunt faster. His cock was burning as cum started making its way up his shaft.

“Aw…oh!” groaned Chris.

He pulled his cock out of her twat. He didn’t ask if it was okay to cum in her mouth. She was getting it whether she wanted it or not.

To his delight, Sara opened her mouth and lapped greedily at every sticky drop of nut that sprang from his cock. Some of it landed in her mouth, but a large portion of it landed on her cheek and dripped down the side of her face.

Sara smiled as she savored it’s bland, salty taste and tossed it around in her mouth with her tongue before she opened her throat muscles and let it seep into her stomach.

Mmmmm, she thought.

There’s nothing better than a protein shake after a hard workout.

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