This is the third in the series of "A Stud is Born". I hope you enjoy it. After 20 stories I'm finding it harder to keep up the writing. Feedback is my motivation, your comments and encouragement is what I need to write more so please if you like what you read and wish for me to keep writing send me some feedback.
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Finally after a restless nights sleep the big day had arrived, the day I get to fuck that hot gym teacher. I was still a little dazed by the events of the previous 24 hours and still had to pinch myself to be sure it wasn't a dream. Had Ms Bond rally flirted with me in the gym and uttered those words "I'm going to fuck your big cock so hard...." And had Sindy from next door really jerked me off like that...Yes, Yes,YES!! It was all true, it had happened and today at 3pm I would catch up with the delicious Ms Bond.
The day at college seemed to drag and I was a little distracted to say the least. My mind kept wondering as images of a naked Ms Bond her fit gymnasts body with her amazing tits and luscious lips kept entering my mind. This caused more than a little trouble as a number of times I found my cock responding to these images as it grew in my pants. A couple of my female colleagues who had some knowledge of my "special" attributes kept teasing about the obvious discomfort I was in.
"Hey big guy, got a hot date have we?" they'd ask making direct eye contact with my groin and the obvious large lump.
God how I'd love to take a few of these hot young thinks home with me and show them what I really had in my pants. I could just imagine the look on their pretty little faces as they came face to face with my hugeness. How I would teach them a lesson not to make fun of me but I had much grander plans for the throbbing erection I had restrained in my pants and that didn't include hosing down some 19 year old cheerleaders, NO, this was for the delicious Ms Bond who didn't know it but within a few short hours would be at the mercy of my cock.
"No ladies, just thinking of your mums," I replied smiling as their jaws dropped in disgust at the idea of me fucking their mums dawned upon them.
The rest of the day went relatively incident free although I was pleased that I had taken the precaution of wearing two pairs of tight fitting boxer shorts which did a pretty good job of concealing my massive shaft.
At 3.15pm I went to them gym as instructed by Ms Bond the previous day and smiled as I read a note on the door advising everyone that the gym would be closing at 3.30pm today for some maintenance. Maintenance is that what she calls I thought to myself. I'll be more than maintaining her hot little pussy, I'll be breaking new ground I laughed aloud as I entered the gym.
It appeared as if the notice had worked for as I entered the last guy was leaving. I quickly scouted around to check if the gym was empty which much to my delight it was although I was a little disappointed not to find Ms Bond already there.
Wanted to take my mind off the thought of thrusting my cock between Ms Bonds golden globes I lay down on the bench press machine and put on a lot of weight. I wanted to be pumped for her when she finally arrived. After a few sets I had worked up a sweat and the veins in my arms were primed and pumped. I removed my shirt ad casually glanced in the mirror, I must admit I liked what I saw. The years of working out had finally delivered me a body I could be proud of. Broad shoulders, string pecs, a nice six pack and powerful thighs looked back at me. I was proud and why shouldn't I be I deserved to look this way but after looking at myself for a minute my eyes were attracted to my groin where the already noticeable bulge was growing before my very eyes.
Suddenly my self adulation was interrupted by the voice I knew well.
"My my, you do look good don't you big stud," came Ms Bonds voice from the doorway.
"Uh, I can explain I was just...." I tried to get the words out a little embarrassed to be caught out like that.
"Don't worry Brad, I'd look at my body too if I was you, your gorgeous," came her reply.
As we approached each other I saw that she was in her work out gear consisting of a sports bikini top and short lycra shorts. Not the bike riding type but the ones that had about 4 inches of material at the side cupping her impressively firm buttocks. She was a goddess. Her short blond hair was held back with a headband revealing her true beauty. Luscious full lips stood out with red lip gloss her eyes a deep brown. Her breasts were fulsome and large but yet they defied gravity as they sat up high on her chest. It was difficult to tell there size as they were well confined in the top she wore but I made a note to find out later. Her abdomen was lithe and displayed a six pack any guy would have been proud to call his own. Her waist was small and her hips appeared tiny. She looked top heavy but somehow it all came together in an amazing package that just oozed sex. And if this wasn't enough her nipples were hard and erect protruding proudly from her large breasts.
As we came together we embraced, no words, just the coming together of our bodies flesh on flesh, lips on lips. After an embrace lasting but a minute in which our hands ravished each others bodies, mine felt for her breasts and buttocks feeling for the firmness and size while her hands initially found my pecs where she proceeded to tweak my hardening nipples. God the feeling was unbelievable, I felt light headed, my heart raced, my blood pumped through my body.
As I lightly held Ms Bond's neck in my strong hands lifting her jaw up and back so that I could kiss her neck I felt her hands slowly searching for my groin. I was delirious as finally I felt her small but strong hands reach my pulsating shaft.
It was this that finally broke our embrace as Ms Bond pushed me back. I held her waist with my arms fully extended. She placed her hands on my chest not in a way that suggested she wanted to push me away but rather so that she could take a look at me.
I noticed that I wasn't the only one who was a little hot and bothered. Ms Bonds chest was heaving her breathing slightly labored her face a little flushed. God she was hot.
"Miss, you are so hot..." I began before she put a finger to my lips.
"Please call me Madeleine or better still just Maddie all my friends do, we can't have you calling me Ms Bond now can we," she giggled.
"Maddie, wow what a beautiful name," I replied.
"Brad I just wanted to say that I have had my eye on you for sometime now. I've being watching you work out here and finally I got the courage to tell you how I feel. I hope you don't think I was too forward yesterday but I just had to tell you how I feel about you and how desperate I am to give myself to you and your amazing cock," said Maddie who was now gently massaging my chest and abs.
"Boy Maddie I must admit I have long admired you. I can't tell you how hot you have always made me watching you work out and do those gymnastic routines," I replied.
Anyway enough of the small talk we both knew what wanted and it wasn't conversation.
Maddie took me by the hand and lead me into the store room. Normally it's a mess with gym gear stacked up everywhere but today it was different. The room was tidied up and in the middle were some parallel bars and a bench. God I wondered what Maddie had in mind.
Before I could answer my own question Maddie decided to show me just what an athlete she was by taking to the bars and putting on an unbelievable routine. As she dismounted she grabbed me kissed me hard on the lips and without saying a word removed her top and bra revealing her sensational tits, god they were nice, big and full a true mountain of girl flesh that embodied every aspect of female sexuality. But there was something else, she was wearing a heart rate monitor which sat just under her breasts. I grabbed her close to me and whispered to her.
"Here let me help you with that,"
"Oh no, leave it on. I want to exactly how hard your hot body and big cock makes my heart beat," insisted Maddie.
How kinky is that!! God I was going to give it to her soooo fucking hard.
