Fiction inspired from conversations with a phone sex operator
After classes, work and other extracurriculars, the only time I have to go to the gym is usually around ten in the evening. But one of the benefits is that it's usually empty. I don't have to be worried about waiting for equipment. I don't need to feel self conscious about a wedgie or cameltoe. There are no creeps or stalkers. It actually feels quite private despite the open space. Still, the thought of someone walking in on me pounding Allison in the ass on a yoga mat gave me a thrill. But first, I wanted to get my workout in.
While Allison went to the elliptical or stairmaster, I went to the cage for squats and shoulder presses. I racked some weights and took off my sneakers for better balance. Even though I could have blasted my music, putting headphones on helps me focus. I started playing Sugar Rush by BIBI and got to work. I was so focused on my workout, I lost of track of time. But it was satisfyingly intense. When I was done, I felt good. I looked around. Allison was sitting nearby. One of her hands were down her shorts. The slut had been masturbating while watching me workout.
I sat on a flat bench and waved her over. As she walked over, I pointed at the floor in front of me and she kneeled at that spot. I spread my legs.
"Smell. Don't taste."
She put her hands on my thighs and lowered her head to my crotch. I felt her nose on me then I heard her audibly sniff. As she moved her head around inhaling my scent, her nose was rubbing all over the sensitive spots. I was getting really turned on.
"Oh fuck."
I grabbed a fistful of her hair in each hand and held her head firmly in between my legs. I raised and lowered my hips to grind my pussy on her face through my shorts and thong.
"Oh my god."
I'm pretty sure I was talking shit but I don't remember any of it. I was so focused on using her face to get off. It didn't take much longer before I exploded. I released her hair. Allison's face was soaked. So were my shorts. Even though I didn't say she could, she instinctively licked her lips to taste my juices. But we weren't done yet.