Notorious

I met Ezra outside the gym. After saying our hellos, giving Ezra a kiss on the cheek and letting him fondle my arse, we decided to start with a squash game. There was nothing unusual in that, we usually start our workout with one, although today I had something a little special in mind.

We found an empty court and Ezra began doing some stretches. I watched him from the corner of my eye, waiting until he was looking in my direction, then I took my tracksuit pants and top off. I heard a groan from Ezra's direction, and when I turned to look he was on the ground rubbing his thigh.

"What happened?" I asked.

"I don't know, I got distracted and lost my balance," he said. "I must have overstretched my thigh."

"Are you going to be able to play?"

"Yes of course, just give me a second to warm it up a little."

I turned away and couldn't help but grin, I was pretty sure I knew what the distraction was. I had bought a new gym outfit and it was having the effect I was hoping for. I was wearing very brief lycra shorts and an equally brief lycra halter, they were pink with green stripes on the sides, and the top fastened with a zip between my breasts.

I thought I would see how much Ezra could take and I kept my back to him as I began doing my own stretches and bends. With each stretch I could feel my pants riding up a little higher.

After a few minutes, Ezra asked, "Is that a new gym suit?"

I turned my head and saw him watching me stretch. I continued to watch him as I stretched some more, then turned away and let him watch me from behind. I bent at the hips, my legs parted slightly, as I did a few forward stretches. At the best of times these shorts only just barely cover my arse, and bending over like this I could feel them sneaking up my behind. I was fairly certain that Ezra couldn't have had a better view of the curves of my cheeks even had I been naked.

"Yes," I answered, a little late, "I figured it was time to retire my old trackie pants."

"I like it," he said.

"It's not too flashy is it?" I asked.

"No, but now that you mention it what are you going to do when I win eleven love?" he asked. "I can already see your stomach, so you can't flash that at me."

"Ha ha," I giggled, "you'll be lucky, but I'll think of something."

"Let's get started, then," he said.

We played the first game of squash. It's always a much better workout for me than Ezra because he is a much better player and makes me run all over the court. I think he enjoys watching my bits bounce. I came close a few times, but I didn't manage to win a single point.

"Well?" said Ezra.

"Well, what?" I responded.

"What's my reward?" he asked.

"Oh that," I said, "I really thought I had you on a couple of those points."

"Close, but not quite good enough."

I walked over to within a few feet of Ezra and undid the zip between my breasts. I held one side of my top in each of my hands and slowly moved my hands apart, revealing more and more of my breasts as I went. I was a little sweaty and my breasts shone slightly. It wasn't just the exercise causing my nipples to harden.

Ezra stared unashamedly at my breasts, and when he caught his breath he stuttered a little as he said, "Very nice."

I smiled and said, "Thank you, that's enough."

"I can't wait to see what's next when I beat you this time."

"You won't beat me again," I bragged, "I've got you're number now."

Ezra and I had been playing this game for almost as long as we had known each other. I can't remember exactly where it started, but at some point I had begun flashing a little of my stomach at him each time I lost without scoring a point. If I lost more than once I would show him a little more with each game. My outfit today left my stomach bare, so I had shown him my breasts instead. I'd known right from the time I'd bought the outfit what Ezra's rewards would have to be, and it excited me. It excited me even more to finally be doing it.

Needless to say, I lost again without scoring a point. It was what I wanted, but I couldn't let him see that, and I tried just as hard as I usually do to beat him. He seemed to be working a little harder today because he wanted to know what would come next when he beat me without scoring again.

As soon as the last point was complete I unzipped my top. When I turned to face him it was already undone and my breasts were exposed. As I walked towards him I let it fall to the floor and I felt all of my boundaries sliding away with it. I wasn't just exposing my breasts to Ezra, I was showing him part of my secret self, and even though we had played this game many times before, he could never have known that I enjoyed letting him see my body at least as much as he enjoyed looking at it.

He watched my breasts jiggle as I walked towards him. When I reached him I took his hands in mine and rubbed them over my breasts, squeezing occasionally. With one hand I moved his finger tips over my hard nipple, causing tingles to shoot through my body.

I watched him intently as he felt my boobs. His eyes were slightly glazed and he was staring at his hands on my breasts. I looked down and could see a bulge forming in his pants. I took my hands away and let him feel me on his own. He pushed my breasts together, giving me cleavage, and then he pinched and twisted each of my nipples. His ministrations caused them to stand up as far as I had ever seen them. I could feel my pussy beginning to moisten.

"That's enough," I said, breathlessly.

My breathlessness was not caused by arousal, but rather the feeling of freedom that came from letting Ezra see a part of me I usually kept hidden. I was loath to put my top back on because I didn't want to give up my new found liberation. My freedom and my bare breasts had become linked. I fetched my top and turned to face him as I reluctantly put it back on, giving him one last glimpse of my breasts and my freedom.

"Ahh, fuck," he croaked out, almost too quietly to hear.

"Feel like doing some weights?" I asked, feeling caged and restricted once again.

"Huh. Yeah, I guess."

"I think you could do some bench presses with that thing," I said, nodding down at the enormous bulge in his pants. Speaking about his erection so casually restored some of my feeling of independence and lifted my sprits again.

"What?" he said.

He looked down and became embarrassed when he saw how big his cock had grown. He turned away from me sheepishly. His cock looked enormous, and from what I could see it was only half erect. I got excited imagining how big it was going to be when I finally had it free, wondering if I would need two hands to stroke the full length of it.

We worked out for about forty-five minutes. I was doing bench presses when Ezra came over to spot for me. I didn't really need a spotter as I wasn't pushing myself and could easily cope with the weights I had. I looked up to tell him so and that I would catch up with him in the sauna, but as I looked up I spotted that bulge in his crotch again. He had it thrust forward so it was practically in my face. His bulge grew as I watched. He knew exactly what he was doing and it was exciting him to have his huge member just inches from my face. Each time I saw it I hungered for it more. I knew I wouldn't be able to take it all in my mouth, it was way too big, but I was longing to try.

After I finished my set, I looked straight at his crotch as I said, "Are you going to let it do some presses?"

His only response was to grin at me. He was well aware now that we were no longer playing. He was enjoying letting me see his huge cock, turning the tease back on the teaser, and it was driving me crazy. Our games had reached a whole new level, and I knew there was no way we could return to the place we had been before. I wondered how it would affect our friendship in the future, but that was part of why I was throwing caution to the wind, I wanted to know what people would think of me when I let them see me the way I yearned to be seen.

It was a heady feeling, letting my inhibitions fall away, but scary as well. With my guard down I could be hurt, the judgements these people made of me would penetrate to my inner self, they wouldn't bounce off the façade I usually hid behind. It was not only my body that was naked and exposed, it was my soul, and I felt vulnerable.

We headed for the change rooms and agreed to meet in the sauna. I was about to put my swimmers on when I realized I'd had enough, it was time to up the ante. Instead of putting my swimmers on I wrapped a towel around my naked body and went to the sauna. When I arrived Ezra was already there, and he poured some water over the hot stones, raising the temperature as I entered.

I sat opposite Ezra. We looked at each other in silence and sweated, letting the heat and steam soften and relax our muscles so we wouldn't be stiff after our workout. With a slight grin on his face, Ezra proudly displayed the bulge in his swim trunks, he held his legs slightly parted to offer me an unobstructed view. The outline of his cock was clearly visible, and I stared at it openly, hoping he would notice me staring. It grew as I watched, and it just kept on growing.

"Are you going to show me your tits again?" he asked.

I didn't say anything. I just opened my towel and let it fall to my lap, causing Ezra's smile to grow, along with his member. I repositioned myself a little, causing the towel to slip away from my thigh, exposing my naked skin all down one side of my body, making it clear that I was wearing nothing but the towel. As I did this I continued to stare at Ezra's growing cock.

I moved my leg slightly, causing the towel to slip inward and expose almost my entire thigh. The towel was now only just barely covering my pussy, with enough uncovered to guess it was completely hairless.

I hadn't planned it this way, but it just came out, "Do you want to fuck me Ezra?"

He didn't say a word. He just got up and walked to me. He pushed the towel off me completely, exposing all of my naked body, finally exposing my hairless pussy completely. He drank me in with eyes. I could almost feel their touch and my body tingled wherever his gaze passed. He leaned down and kissed me. I immediately put my hand on his cock. It was enormous and my suspicions were confirmed, it wasn't even fully erect yet. I wanted it. I wanted to feel that cock inside me.

Ezra lifted me from my seat and pressed our bodies together as he kissed me deeply. It could have been the heat, but I suspected it was actually the enormous cock in my hand, whatever it was, I was almost delirious.

"Let's go," he said. "I want you."

"You've got me," I replied. "I can't wait until we get home, I need you right now."

"Someone will find us," he said.

"No one's going to come in here," I said. "It's Sunday morning, the place is deserted. We're practically the only people here."

I don't know if he believed me, but it didn't matter, as he said nothing more about leaving. I slid my hand inside his pants and gripped his naked cock for the first time. It was hot; it was slick with sweat and steam. I ran my hand along it; it was beautiful, smooth and silky, with thick veins standing out. With my other hand I pushed his trunks down, releasing his cock to spring into the air. I ran my hand along the length of it, squeezing it, causing precum to dribble out of the top and onto my stomach. I squeezed it more and dragged it over my stomach, drawing on myself with his precum.

Ezra's hands were all over my body. He was exploring me, squeezing my arse and my breasts, running his nails over my back. He raised one of my legs onto the seat of the sauna, placing my foot on my towel, spreading my legs and opening my pussy. He positioned the head of his cock at my pussy and pushed the head inside me. My lips opened to him, embracing him and welcoming him into me.

As soon as he entered me, my pussy juices began to flow in earnest. It was as if my body knew what an enormous cock was about to enter it and it was preparing and pouring my juices down over it so it would be slippery enough to enter me fully.

Ezra began to slowly work his cock back and forth, entering me a little deeper with each motion. I could feel myself opening more and more, wider and wider each time he pushed another inch into me.

When he had about two thirds of it inside me he began to quicken his pace and stopped pushing further into me. Even though he wasn't fully inside me I could feel his cock deep within me, and each thrust sent shivers through my body. I began to thrust forward to meet each of his thrusts, I wanted him completely inside me, and if he wasn't going to give it to me I was going to take it.

We thrust our bodies together, his cock plunging into me deeper and deeper. The sweat from our bodies was running freely, mingling together along with our sexual juices. His body was slick with sweat as I ran my hands over him, and I could feel sweat running down my own back. The heat of the sauna was intense, and the heat radiating from our loins was almost enough to burn.

It wasn't long before his full length was inside me. With each thrust he would withdraw almost entirely and then hammer his cock back into the depths of my pussy. Each of his thrusts caused quivers in my pussy and sent waves of pleasure through my body as I felt his shaft embed itself deeply within me. My pussy was out of control twitching and convulsing with spasms every time he pounded his huge cock into me.

His thrusts were relentless, and I began to have climax after climax. I was cumming with nearly every one of his thrusts into my depths. I had to drape my body on him, my legs were turning to jelly and I could barely stand as he continued to hammer his cock into me.

It was fortunate that the gym was almost empty as I couldn't help but let out a loud moan with each of his thrusts. Between the heat and the ecstatic sensations flowing over my body I felt like I would melt.

When I felt his thrusts becoming more spasmodic I knew he would soon be shooting his cum deep inside me. He put his hands on my arse and pulled me towards him each time he thrust into me, pushing his cock into me even deeper. It hurt when he pounded into me that deeply and that hard, but it was a delicious pain and it mingled with my orgasms intensifying all of the sensations running through my body.

He pulled me against him at the same time as he thrust deeply into me and I thought I would burst. I knew he was cumming because he was no longer pulling out with his thrusts, and instead he was just trying to drive deeper and deeper within me, to plant his seed as far inside me as was physically possible.

When he had finished I collapsed against him and we stood joined for what seemed like an eternity as the sweat ran down us. When he pulled out of me I collapsed onto the seat, completely exhausted and sated. I looked at his cock so close to my face and I wondered whether it would be possible to take all of it into my mouth.

After a time that could have been seconds or could have been hours Ezra helped me to stand up and we left the sauna. Once outside we saw the spa and pool. The pool looked good, so fresh and cool. After the sauna I definitely needed to cool down.

"I'll get my swimmers and meet you back here," I said.

"Okay," Ezra replied.

I went to the change room and had a quick shower and changed into my swimmers. Ezra was already in the spa when I returned and I joined him, sitting with my body pressed up against him, able to relax at last. We alternated between soaking in the spa and cooling off in the pool for the next twenty minutes. Ezra explored my body with his hands and I stroked his enormous cock and marvelled at its beauty.

I knew it was time to leave when I noticed my hands had become prunes. "It's time to go," I said to Ezra.

"Okay, let's get changed and meet back here."

"Okay," I agreed.

I returned to the change rooms and remembered my promise to Jim. I was supposed to send him a text message when I was about to have sex with Ezra. I had completely forgotten, and hadn't expected to do it in the sauna in any case. I pulled out my phone and sent Jim a message saying, "I just fucked Ez in the sauna, it was hot! lol"

I dried myself off and pulled my tracksuit pants and t-shirt on again. I left the change room and found Ezra waiting for me just outside. When I walked over to him he pinched my nipple.

"Hey!" I said, slapping his hand away.

He just grinned at me and made a grab for my arse. I couldn't help but smile at his enthusiasm. And I realised I couldn't blame him for grabbing my nipple, as I hadn't brought any underwear with me, and my nipples were poking through my top very prominently. Also prominent was his cock, once again semi-erect, and the sight of it turned me on all over again. I pulled him to me and kissed him as I stroked it with one hand while my other guided his hand under my top to my breasts.

I felt him slide his other hand inside my tracksuit pants and run it up and down the crease of my arse. I was on fire again. This was a man who had been chasing me for months but I had kept at a distance because I did not find him all that attractive. But now that I had seen his cock standing up through his pants I couldn't get enough of him. I wanted to kneel before the cock and swallow it. I wanted to kneel before it and worship it. The thought of it in my mouth and the feel of it my hand had my juices flowing again. Ezra's hand had slid down to my pussy and he had the tip of a finger inside me. I was hungry to have him again, but this wasn't the place.

I pushed him away and said, "Not here, let's go."

We left the gym and walked to his car. He held the car door open for me, which was such a sweet gesture I had to kiss him again. As always happened when I kissed Ezra, he put his hand on my arse, and feeling him feel me made me want to feel his cock again. I put my hand on his crotch. If anything it was firmer now than it had been before, driving my lust to new heights, I wanted to taste his cock, I wanted to know what it felt like in my mouth and I wasn't sure I would be able to wait until we got home. As I stroked and rubbed his shaft through his pants it grew harder and harder. I pulled at the waistband of his pants and the head popped out. I began to stroke it as we kissed and I knew that I wasn't going to be able to wait until we got home. I needed his cock and I needed it now.

"Get in the car," I said, pulling away from him.

He walked around to the driver's side with his cock poking out of the top of his pants. He got in and as he fumbled the key into the ignition I slid one hand down his pants and used the other to turn his head to face me so I could kiss him.

I pushed his pants down further, exposing more of his cock so I could feel the full length of it. I leant back from him and looked him in the eye. He had a glazed look, like he was lost in his lust. I am sure it reflected the look in my own eyes. I could feel my own lust taking over. I removed my top and plunged my face into his lap, taking his cock as far into my mouth as I could.

As hard as I tried, I could only get about half way down his shaft. Not only was his dick too big to take, but the steering wheel, the gearshift and the brake were all making it near impossible to give his cock the treatment it deserved. I pushed his pants down further, exposing the entire length, and began to stroke the length that I couldn't take in my mouth, while I ran my tongue around the part of the shaft that I had in my mouth.

Slowly I managed to take more and more into my mouth, until I felt I could take it all if we just weren't in such a cramped area. I sat up and got out of the car. I walked around to the driver's side and opened the door.

"Face me," I said, as I pulled his legs out of the car.