(This story is Part 5 of a series pertaining to my cheating college girlfriend. Although it references previous events it can be read as a stand-alone story)
Kate had been consumed by sex lately. Everywhere she went and everything she saw made her think of sex. Sometimes she thought about sex with me, like when we would exchange photos and FaceTime, but mostly she thought about her recent indiscretions. Justin, David, Ryan, and Connor. The list kept getting longer she thought to herself, but the cycle seemed impossible to break. After a few weeks of no sex, Kate would grab the nearest guy with a big cock and the rest was history.
Kate contemplated different ways of keeping busy. She tried spending more hours at the library, but every time her mind would wander, and she would daydream of sneaking into a quiet section and sucking the cum out of a cute boy's cock.
She settled on getting more physical exercise. Kate would run 2-3 times per week which kept her in good shape, but she naturally had a small frame. She could eat nearly anything she wanted and the next morning she would awaken to a flat stomach with outlines of abs. Kate thought it would be great to tone her legs and build her butt more, so she started weightlifting at the university gym.
Kates's gym outfits were super sexy. She had a collection of Lululemon leggings in different colors and many pairs of spandex shorts. She almost always wore a sports bra as a top as she liked to show off her tiny waist and tight midsection. And people noticed. Every time Kate entered the gym in her tight, skimpy gym outfit all the university boys would sneak glances while working out. Sometimes they were less obvious (a quick glance over at her butt) and sometimes they were more obvious (guys taking their phone and attempting to discreetly take a photo). The attention fueled Kate's workouts and pushed her harder than she had ever worked before.
She would squat, do lunges, hip thrusts (her favorite in front of an audience) and tons more; anything to tone her legs and build her butt bigger. Although the gym was filled with hot guys with chiseled bodies, Kate was able to mostly focus on her workouts. She loved knowing the boys were fantasizing about her but loved the power of remaining the "hot gym girl" to them. She noticed certain guys tended to follow her around wherever she worked out and showed up at the times she usually did. At the end of every workout, she would walk on the Stairmaster for 20 minutes. Beads of sweat trickled down the smooth, bronze skin of her lower back. Sweat dripped down her chest over her breasts, her nipples poking slightly through the sports bra which fit a little too tight.
When one month came around without sex, Kate was feeling the best she had in forever. She had been able to suppress her urges enough to get enough sexual satisfaction through FaceTiming with me and sending photos over. She knew all the boys at the gym had thought about fucking her and she regularly grabbed her vibrator and thought about it. She imagined which guys had the biggest cocks, which guys would fuck her hard and which guys would fuck her passionately.
The following week Kate decided to sign up for a daily study group to catch up on some material she had been struggling with. The group met at her usual gym time, so she started going to the gym in the evening instead. On her first visit there, Kate was mid-workout when she noticed a few of the football players working out. They were benching what appeared like a ton of weight to Kate. She admired their strong bodies. Packed with muscle and powerful enough to lift heavy weights. That's when James noticed her staring. James was one of the receivers on the football team. He was tall at 6'4" and made of lean muscle weighing 220lbs. His dark skin was smooth and glistened when he sweat. James had short, thick curly hair and his ears were pierced with diamond studs. He wore a thin gold chain and had a bright, white smile. Kate realized James had caught her staring and turned away quickly. She finished up her workout and went home.
That night her mind was preoccupied with James. He was so incredibly muscular and strong. Kate couldn't get the image of his broad chest and thick arms out of her head. The muscles in the wide shaped back and bulging shoulders. She imagined him picking her up and tossing her onto his bed before pulling out a massive black cock. Kate surprised herself by how horny she got thinking about his big black cock. The town she grew up in was mostly white, her university was mostly white and every guy she had hooked up with was white. The default for her had always just sort of been white guys but James changed this. He turned on something inside of her she never realized was there. Suddenly working out didn't clear her mind of urges anymore. At the gym she would see James and then spend the rest of the night lusting over the thought of what his cock looked like, how big it was, and what it would feel like rubbing against her soft, full lips.
"I'm sure I am overexaggerating what his cock would be like," she thought. "After all Connor's dick was longer than anything I'd seen before and David's dick nearly split me in half, at best James would be the same."
She decided to ask Jessica if she had any experience in the matter. She told Jessica her friend just started dating a black guy and was nervous about them having sex.
"I envy her. I used to hook up with a guy from my dorm in first year, Chris. He had a big black cock and fucked me better than anyone else ever has. I loved hooking up with Chris and I wanted to keep fucking him but word got out about his member and well, he became a popular guy. Other girls were willing to do and offer more so he moved on. Anyway, I promise your friend has nothing to worry about. She is going to learn that what she thought were orgasms before, were actually just the tip of what a full orgasm can feel like."
