Still, it seemed a shame to have a social media site set up with no social interactions. He thought about what some of the comments would be if there were followers. There would be comments from women. Some would be supportive talking about how great she looked. Then there would be some that would be more catty, talking about how she was a slut and should be ashamed of herself. His fantasy focused on the comments from the guys though. There would be some saying how hot she was, some asking for a date, some calling her degrading names like slut or whore, and some saying all the dirty things they would do to her. He bet some guys would even send her dick pics in the hopes of impressing her.
Pete squirmed in his chair as he thought about this. Dozens, or even hundreds of anonymous guys looking at her pictures and making lewd comments. It turned him on mightily. He opened up one of the bikini shots that he planned to upload and thought about how many comments would focus on her tits, with guys wanting to grab them (like the guys yesterday) and guys wanting to suck them. He flipped to the one of her beautiful ass with the thong and thought about guys saying things about how perfect it was and how they'd want to fuck her.
It was so wrong thinking about all of these things, but he couldn't help it. He didn't want to share her, but he couldn't deny how horny it made him to think about this situation. He knew he couldn't betray her though. They had talked about having an account, but she didn't give him permission to share it with anyone. He knew she'd be mortified if other people saw the pictures, so he gave one last look at the feed and then closed it down. He'd try to convince her to send out a few invites eventually.
He shook his head to clear it, thinking how wrong it was that he wanted other guys to ogle his wife. He got up to get some coffee from the kitchen. As he was coming out of his office, he ran into Petra coming out of the bedroom."You just getting up babe," he asked. He noticed that she looked flushed and her eyes were a bit glazed. "You feeling OK?"
"Huh," said Petra, as if she had just noticed him. "Yeah, I'm fine," she said with a smirk. "Just recovering from our fun times."
"Wow, I didn't realize that I wore you out so much last night," Pete said with a smile. He was really happy to hear her say this. He had been shocked (and extremely turned on) by her taking pictures of their activities last night. He also loved how much she was all over him and didn't spend time making fun of his penis for the first time in a while. He hoped that their sex life would be more like that going forward.
"Well, last night and... " she stopped herself before mentioning this morning's chat and her activities that ended it. She wanted to follow their rules of keeping BigDog chats separate from real life.
Pete thought about the fact that it had been around 2:30 AM when they finally fell asleep. "Oh yeah, I guess we did go into the morning too didn't we?" he said, winking at her. "I hope we can do more of that again," he said, imagining her taking more pictures of their sex, "maybe even push it further."
Petra's mind was not thinking about last night though. The video of the surfer and the picture from BigDog were still at the front of her mind. She bit her bottom lip sexily. "You really want to push that further?"
"Oh definitely," Pete replied. "It was so sexy the way you were kneeling there. I can't believe you took pictures of it."
Petra was surprised that Pete was blurring the boundaries between the chats and reality, but it definitely made her feel better about everything. "Yeah," she said, "I guess I got a bit carried away."
"Oh babe, I loved it," Pete said. "I want you to do it again. Maybe film the whole thing. Seeing it all the way from start to finish from your point of view would be really hot."
Petra's mouth opened and closed a few times in shock before she was able to answer. "If that's what you really want," she finally said. "I can see if I can make that happen."
"Babe, you're the best," Pete said as he leaned in and kissed her. He continued on down the hall to the kitchen to make some lunch while Petra stood there in disbelief.
"Did he just tell me that I should go back to the gloryhole, suck a random guy's cock, and film the whole thing?" she asked herself. She started imagining texting Ben and getting him to meet her at the beach changing huts and actually going through with it this time. That seemed to be what Pete was telling her to do. The idea of enjoying that big cock with his explicit permission was making her horny again. She was still nervous though; could she actually go through with it? She'd head to the gym and get a good workout in. That was her plan for the afternoon anyway, and her head was always clearer after an exercise session.
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Petra squeezed her thighs together as she stood next to the weight bench. She had cum three times after her conversation with BigDog, fantasizing about him fucking her in the middle of the gym, then adding Ben to the fantasy as well. That would have been enough for her, but then with Pete's encouragement, all she could think about was BigDog taking her here in the gym, or texting Ben and meeting him at the beach. She tried to focus on her workout, and she was successful for about 20 minutes. However, now it seemed like every time she looked up there was a guy in tight shorts standing in front of her, making her think about BigDog. She would do one last set of bench presses and then head out.
She laid down on the bench on her back, her feet on the floor. She spread her legs wide, hoping the lack of pressure would get her mind off of her greedy pussy. It didn't work. She just thought about how she must be giving a good view to all the guys nearby. She covertly reached down and pulled her spandex shorts up a bit. She could feel the crotch of her shorts cup her pussy, accentuating her camel toe. She was sure that every guy in the place was looking at her, focusing their stares on her sex, but she willed herself to not look around. She wanted them to look at her, she wanted their attention. She reached up and grabbed the bar to do some bench presses.
She did 5 reps and started getting tired. With her next she grunted a bit as she pushed up. She did the same with rep 7, but grunted louder. She knew this would likely get her more attention, and part of her willed herself to be more quiet, but a bigger part caused her to grunt even louder, craving the attention and not wanting to be subtle about demanding it. 9 was just a guttural moan. Her arms and legs were trembling now, but more from arousal than from tiredness. She pushed up for rep 10 and let out a long moan that definitely sounded more at home in a porno than in a gym. As she racked the weight, she finally looked up, while still lying on the bench.
She first looked at herself in the mirror. "Oh shit," she thought to herself. The spandex shorts weren't just showing her camel toe, they were pulled up deep into her pussy lips. Like her last moan, there was no subtlety about it. It was almost as if she was naked. Her cheeks quickly reddened, but she also felt a rush of heat through her body. Next she looked around; there were three guys that had obviously been staring at her. They tried, unsuccessfully, to seem like their attention had not been on her chest, her grunts, and her pussy. She wanted to run away in embarrassment, but she wanted to tease them more.
She stood up, legs still on either side of the bench and stretched a bit. She put her hands behind her back, grabbing them and lifted up. This pushed out her chest, causing her sports bra top to strain to keep her breasts contained. Her eyes darted to the group of guys and she had to smirk as she saw all of their jaws drop open. She held the stretch and bent forward. With gravity pulling her boobs down, the scoop opening on the front of her top exposed her cleavage to the guys. She heard one of them gasp. She let go of the arm stretch and turned 90 degrees, stepping one foot onto the bench. She bent forward again, jutting her ass towards the guys, and with her feet apart like this and her shorts pulled up high, the mound of her pussy was probably jutting as well. She held the stretch and glanced in the mirror in front of her. She could see them basically drooling at her now. After a count of 12, she switched legs and stretched again. She arched her back more, so her rump would be even more prominent.
Her mind was racing, her heart was pounding, and her juices were flowing. Her fantasy about BigDog was filling her mind. She wanted someone to just take her right here, right on this bench. She didn't care if it was all three of the guys and if more came in to just use her over and over. She needed to be pounded right now. Her cunt was throbbing, she could feel it pulsing under the tight spandex, and she hoped the guys could see too. She wanted it to act like a neon sign saying, "take me, take me now!"
A phone vibrated once, twice, three times. One of the guys answered, his voice hoarse. "H.. hello," he said. "Oh uh, hey babe... no just at the gym with Cal and Will... no uh nothing going on."
Petra rotated her ass towards them and slid her feet a little further apart. She heard the guy talking start to stammer. "W... w... we might stay here a bit longer. Things are starting to get intense. I mean our workout is pretty intense... What no, of course I didn't forget about that. But we're just about to start really pumping... No, I guess it can wait. Yeah, I'll tell Will too. OK, see you soon."
He hung up. "Hey man, we've got that thing with the girls in 45 minutes," he said, presumably to Will. "We gotta go or they will kill us."
Petra pouted to herself as they started getting their stuff together. She was partly relieved, because she knew she had been close to doing something really terrible. She couldn't have actually fucked those guys right here in the gym. That would have been insane. Though another part of her didn't care about the consequences. She needed something big between her legs and she needed it now. She took a few deep breaths as she went to grab her stuff. The guys were heading towards the showers, but all three of them looked back at her. She smiled at them and gave them a wink. Before she even realized, she said, "I'm here almost every weekend. I hope to see you around."
"I hope so too," one of them said as all three of them continued to stare at her until they rounded the corner.
Petra headed to her locker room. She lingered near the area where the entrances to the men's and women's locker rooms split and could hear the guys talking about her, their voices echoing off of the tiled walls. At least she assumed they were talking about her as she heard the words: tits, ass, fuck, pound, grab, and suck. Part of her, a big part, wanted to just walk into the men's room and let them do all of those things to her. Her mind was so clouded by her lewd thoughts, it seemed like a good choice. "Hell," she thought to herself, "Pete practically told me to go find a guy and do more with him, didn't he?"
Her right foot lifted and started her body shifting in that direction. Then just as it hit the ground, taking one step towards that scene of three guys fucking her senseless, a woman came out of the women's locker room. She gave Petra a quizzical look. "Oh, shit," Petra said. "I uh... I guess I'm so beat from my workout that I wasn't even paying attention. I almost went into the guys' changing room."
The woman tilted her head a bit, not really sure if Petra was making sense. "Heh, yeah." she said. "Maybe take it a bit more easy next time." Then she walked away.
Petra could feel her face flush, this time out of embarrassment rather than lust. She changed her direction and hurried into the lady's locker room. She was happy to see that the room was empty. She quickly disrobed and hurried to a shower stall. She desperately needed to masturbate and cum to help clear her mind. As soon as she stepped in and closed the curtain, she jammed two fingers into her pussy. She couldn't help herself and moaned loudly, relishing the feeling. She hunched over, leaning her head against the wall and frigged herself rapidly. It felt good, but she was imagining how much better it would have felt to have the cock of one of those gym bros inside of her instead. She hadn't gotten a real sense of what they were packing, but she was sure it had to be bigger than her fingers, and of course they had to be bigger than Pete. She felt embarrassed by thinking like that, but it also stoked the fire inside of her. She couldn't help it, it turned her on now to compare Pete's tiny penis to other guys, all of whom had to have much larger cocks.
