Ginas Personal Trainer

In one smooth stroke I plunged my throbbing cock into my wife Gina's tight pussy. "I found something of yours... uuunnnggg I love that first slide into your cunt...it's a binder you write in." I liked to talk while I fucked her. Usually I talked to her about how much I loved to watch her show off, what I and the others had seen, how it made me feel, how hot I was, and so on. She was my soul mate in exposure, and she liked to display herself as much as I liked to watch her do it. This was a different topic, and I was ready to confront her. Finally. I had discovered her binder accidentally, and for nearly two weeks I pondered. I fretted. I debated. And, at last, I decided. My suspicions had at first induced an unvoiced rage in me, but as time had elapsed the eroticism emerged and eventually replaced the anger.

"Ohh god honey ooohhh that feels so good...oohh honey I love you... Andy honey I've been worried about it for a long time...ooohhh god ooohhh I love your big cock." Gina is a very oral girl. One of the ways is her verbal narrative while she is being fucked.

"What do you...uunngg your cunt is so hot...what do you think I found in your binder?" I throbbed from the wish that my suspicion was true.

"Ooohh god mmmm keep stroking...it's my diary...oohhh pinch my nipples...have you been reading it?" She asked as if I had been able to read her deepest secrets and as if she had confessed her most intimate fantasies. It wasn't a diary. It was a book with names, dates, physical descriptions and a grade by each name. There weren't any girls' names. I was in her book, and I was graded.

"You wrote in it again...uunngg I'm on the edge...you wrote in it today."

"Ooohhh god yesss ooohhh honey I'm sorry...oohh that's it fuck my cunt...I'm sorry but I love to write in my book." She wasn't an author and I had never seen her even write a letter. Writing was not her passion. What she did in order to write in her book was her passion.

"Unngg you just added an entry today...actually three entries...uunngg I have to slow down Gina I'm about to pop...but no new names." I wanted her to confess. I longed for her to confess.

"Oohh god I love feeling your cock inside me...are you mad?...oohh that's it move as much as you can." She was talking as if I already knew. I thought I already knew, but I wanted to hear the words.

"No...uunngg I'm so close...tell me about it."

"Ooohhh honey I love talking about fucking...Kirk is the aerobics instructor for my class...ooohh god your cock is twitching in my cunt... he loves to fuck me." That was it. It wasn't throbbing and it wasn't twitching and it wasn't teetering on the edge any more. It was spewing. Erupting. Exploding. It was subjected to extraordinarily powerful contractions that sent mighty geysers of come into the back of her cunt. It also sent a potent message to my brain: intensely pleasurable, intensely pleasurable, intensely pleasurable. I was rocketed into that purgatory between earth and heaven, but the thrust on this booster took this orgasm as close to the heaven end as I had ever been. I slowly drifted back to earth, but I didn't have the mellow afterglow typical of my return to reality. I was still hot, and my cock softened only enough to make it important to align it properly to continue to fuck my cheating wife's cunt.

She was looking at me when I reopened my eyes. "Oooohhhh honey I thought you were having a heart attack...oohh you're still hard...Did you like hearing that I let Kirk fuck me? You did, didn't you?" I was afraid to admit how much. Even to myself.

"You gave him an A+...uunngg god he fucked your cunt today...so you must like it when he fucks you." I didn't answer her question. I wasn't ready to explore that deeply into my id yet. Why did the idea of sharing her cunt strike so close to my essence? To my very core?

"Ohh god honey he's great...ooohh god that's it pinch my nipple hard...he has an office at the club...oohh god I love his cock in my cunt...oohh fuck me honey oohh god I love you...ooohh god he makes me stay naked in his office." I didn't answer her in words, but my body language spoke unambiguously. My cock was pulsating with the pressurized blood flow necessary for full wood.

"How did ...uunngg damn what a sweet cunt...how did he talk you into letting him fuck you?" I wanted more than just the knowledge that she had been fucked. I wanted the journalism questions answered. How could start it, but I wanted the who, where, when, what, and why as well.

"Ooohhh god oohh my god your cock is so big...oohh honey I'm so bad...he never said a word to me...oohhh god he fucked me when I went in his office...it wasn't even 15 minutes after I met him... I was just there to sign the papers to join the health club...oohh that's it stroke that cock in your nasty wife's cunt." Shit. My wife was an easy lay. Did I know that?

"Uunngg you were so easy...uunngg I love my wife's nasty cunt...did you tease him a little?" She loved to show off, but I never realized it was anything more than prick teasing

"You know I did honey...god he couldn't take his eyes away...oohhh god that's it ooohhh fuck my cunt... he was not bashful at all... you know how I love bold lookers...oohhh god honey he was boring holes in me with his eyes...he kept looking right at my crotch and I was sitting in a chair directly across from him in his office...oohh god Andy I finally just spread my legs so he could look... I was soo wet." What an image my brain was sending to my cock. I wasn't sure my cock could receive the whole picture without bursting.

"Did you...uunngg damn that's hot...were you wearing panties?" I loved taking her places where she could show off her shaved cunt. When I made her go without panties, I couldn't concentrate on anything else.

"Oooohhh honey ooohh god yessss fuck me ...yes but I wished I wasn't. They were very sheer...oohhh god keep pounding me honey...he loved staring at my cunt. I could see the excitement in his eyes... I'm so bad Andy I just kept spreading them until my dress was all the way up." He would have been able to see she was shaved. And wet. And wiggling from excitement.

"Uunngg I know exactly what he saw... Then what happened?"

"Ooohhh god he stood up and his cock was out of his pants...it was so hard it was twitching...he was so bold...ooohhh that's it suck my tits oooohh god harder oohhh god I love the way you suck them... he walked over to me with his big cock bouncing...ooohh god honey I love your big cock...he knelt in front of me and stripped off my panties...ooohhh god fuck me ooohh my god fuck my pussy... honey he didn't touch me or lick me or anything he just stuck his cock in me...aaahh I was soo wet he went in smooth... honey he never said a word to me and I never said anything to him until he stuck his cock in my cunt...oohh god fuck me... nobody ever tried to fuck me before without talking to me... he took off my dress while he fucked me...I was totally naked and he was fully dressed except his cock stuck out the fly of his pants...oohh yes fuck me ooohh god fuck me." What a seduction! My submissive wife yielded to his lustful eyes and bold actions without one spoken word.

"He never said anything?" I would have been surprised. Gina loves to have fantasies with the images our words make when I fuck her.

"Ooohhh god ooohhh he started talking as soon as he was inside my cunt, he kept asking me questions just like you do... oohh god fuck me hard...except he asked me questions about whether I would fuck him anytime he wanted and other questions like that."

"They weren't really questions were they?" Gina was very submissive, and especially when she is being fucked, she will agree to almost anything.

"Oooohhh god honey nooooo I'm so bad...he was telling me more than asking me... you know I love it when a guy takes charge... he made me say I would fuck him whenever he wanted... oohhh fuck my cunt fuck your cheating wife's cunt... he made me say that he was the best who had ever fucked me...ooohhh god fuck me hard...I'm sorry honey I love your cock but he is better than you... honey I come so much...nobody has ever fucked me like he does... he makes me do lots of things honey." I had a feeling 'make' wasn't the perfect word. She gladly performed anything I requested of her, even outrageously daring flashing, but I didn't 'make' her do it. She vibrated with arousal when she was asked to do anything sexual, so by fulfilling Kirk's 'demands' she indirectly satisfied her own needs.

"Uuunnngggg damn I'm glad he can fuck you better than I can...uunngg I love to fuck you Gina... so he fucks you whenever you go to the health club now?" My confession was more to myself than to my wife, but now she knew the depth of my depravity. How could I want her to receive more pleasure from another cock than from mine?

"Ooohh yessss whenever he wants...honey he makes me stay naked in his office...sometimes he brings other guys in there with him...ooohhh honey keep fucking my cunt...jeez I stay so turned on because I don't ever know what he is going to do." I wondered about the other names in her binder. Now it was going to be explained.

"Do they fuck you too?"

"Ooohhh honey I'm so sorry oohhh god yesssss... if he tells them they can fuck me I let them...ooohhh god honey I'm sooo bad I love it when they fuck me too." He just brings in strangers and tells them they can fuck my wife? It can't get any closer to pure sex than that. Most of my fantasies are pure sex. Romance is what you feel during foreplay and afterplay, pure sex is the lust you feel during the act. The deed. The old in and out.

"Does he let all of them fuck you?"

"No sometimes he just lets them feel me...oohh honey I love that too...mmmm your cock feels so big in me tonight...and sometimes he makes me feel them." It took a while but I was beginning to understand.

"Does he let them feel you sometimes and then they come back to fuck you?"

"Oohh yes honey oohh I love your cock...when they go away I hate it but when they come back to fuck me it's almost better than if they stayed. How did you know?"

"And I'll bet some of those guys he makes you feel—I'll bet he lets them come back in for blow jobs."

"Yessss...oohh god fuck my nasty cunt honey ooohh that's it...I'm so ready for them. I love to swallow their come...oohh honey I'm so close oohh god suck my tits...some of them like to come on me."

"You know what he's doing don't you?"

"Do I? I love it honey...ooohh god fuck that great cock in my cunt... what do you mean?"

"He's selling your cunt...uunngg damn he's made you a whore." This health club instructor was whoring my wife out of his office. I was ready to burst from the lust of pure sex.

"Oohh honey I'm a whore...oohh aaahhh that's it fuck me hard...I like being a whore." It was even hotter than any of my fantasies. My wife was a slut and a whore and she loved it. So did I.

"Uuuunnngg damn I'm too sensitive right now...if you don't hurry I'll pop before you come...uunngg I love hearing about my slut whore wife."

"Oooohh god ooohhh I am ooohhh god I love being a slut whore... ooohh god fuck your slut wife hard Andy...he is a great fuck...you're going to let him keep fucking me aren't you honey?... I need his cock in my cunt... I love his cock honey it's so big and so hard...I need cocks honey...you don't care if he sells my cunt do you?" I wasn't quite ready to answer that. I loved the idea, and so did my gorgeous wife, but he couldn't just let anybody fuck her. There had to be some limits.

"Uunngg shit that's too hard to answer...it is hot though isn't it?"

"Mmmm it's soo hot... ooohh god that's it ooohh god oooh I love your cock ooohh god oooh honey you love it don't you? Ooohhh god I can see it in your eyes that you do...ooohhh god honey stroke your cock in my dirty slut cunt oooohhh god that feels sooo goood ooohh honey fuck me ooohh god I love to fuck oohhhh god I'mmmm commming ooohh god oooohh god I love Kirk's cock ooohh I love their cocks oooohh god oooohhh I love telling you this oooohhh god oooohhh yesssss."

"Uuunnnnggg damn uuunnngg shit you're so beautiful. Here I come."

"Ooohhh god that's it come in my nasty cunt...mmmmm I love to feel you spurt inside me...I just keep coming when I feel your come...god I love cocks shooting in me... ooohhh god honey I love you...ooohh your cock is sooo big."

After we calmed down, we discussed my discovery of her binder. She called it her little black book or her diary. I got Gina's book and we started talking. I was the 62nd name in Gina's black notebook, a 3 ring binder filled with only the names, physical characteristics, encounters by date and time, and ratings—with an occasional phone number—of all the guys who had fucked her. Fortunately, I was the first guy she rated in her highest category, a rather unimaginative A+. The way she is, I'm sure she wouldn't have married me otherwise. Since I first fucked her when she was 18 and we married less than six months later, by which time her book had 68 names, Gina was promiscuous by anyone's standards. She had joined the spa as soon as we returned from our honeymoon and had been going daily for almost four months when I discovered her black book.

She has directly caused an average of more than three male orgasms per day since she was 16 years old. There's no telling how many orgasms she has indirectly caused by guys jacking off to the memory of her exposure. She always considered a blow job in the same category as a fuck, so she lumped them all together. She loves giving blow jobs, but she prefers to be fucked. I much prefer to fuck her because I can hear her talk. Fucking doesn't seem so one sided either, and I can't savor my pleasure as fully if Gina isn't being physically stroked at the same time. Apparently most guys weren't like me. More than half of the orgasms she induced were due to blow jobs.

In the four months since she joined the spa she had been fucked by or had sucked off 58 new guys. All except two of them had been with her in Kirk's office, but some of them had fucked (by which I mean fuck or blow job) her ten to fifteen times. Some of these men were the type that she would have never picked for herself—older, fat, balding, smelly, etc.—but it turned out that she liked them to fuck her too. She was getting familiar with more of the male population, and it's not surprising she found she liked them too. Hell, she just liked cocks, and guys were the only people who had them. Kirk fucked her an incredible 165 times, two more times than I had fucked her in the same time interval. There were many dates when he fucked her four times, and like me he preferred to fuck her rather than get a blow job.

She kept her book tidy, and it was nice to see that every time I fucked her was still being recorded. Counting second and third encounters in the same day (which of course I did when I found her black book), I had fucked Gina over four hundred times in the first ten months I knew her. She had been fucked by other guys another two hundred and forty times. When I tell you she likes to fuck, I am not exaggerating.

I told Gina to keep on keeping on. Kirk could fuck her and let others fuck her and nothing needed to change. Gina is a very intelligent person, and she looked at me in a way that let me know she knew I was up to something. She was correct, of course, as she usually is.

I made an appointment to talk to Kirk about joining the club. I didn't tell Gina I was coming because I wanted to see how Kirk set her up to be fucked. He met me at the sign-in desk and showed me around the club. I had to admit it was a nice spa, and I decided to join. I had been putting in sixty hour weeks regularly. My body was suffering. As we toured, I commented several times about how sexy some of the ladies looked in their exercise clothes. He sized me up each time, and each time he agreed that the club had many beautiful women.

I finally said, "Sorry I've been looking at the females here so intently. I'm a little bit hard up."

"You have on a wedding ring. Doesn't your wife take care of you?"

I thought to myself that he couldn't be any further from the truth, but I answered, "No. I would love to find a woman that likes to fuck rather than one that just suffers through it."

"I know a girl like that."

"Thanks for rubbing it in."

"No, that's not what I meant. I can hook you up with this girl." We were getting somewhere now.

"Why would you do that?"

"It's a perk you get from joining the club." A perk? My wife was a perk? .

"Guys who join your club get to fuck a girl who likes to fuck?"

"Yes, call it a signing bonus."

"She lets anybody fuck her who joins the club?"

"Well, sort of. I don't offer her to everybody who wants to join. Some guys I would just as soon didn't join, and if they do they need to pay the full rate for everything. I like you." He liked me enough to offer my own wife as a perk. I wondered what percent of new members got this perk. I bet it was high.

"It sounds too good. She must be a dog."

"You won't believe how gorgeous she is. She could be a model or an actress she is so beautiful."

"What does she get out of this?"

"She gets to fuck more. She loves to be fucked and she can't get enough."

"It sounds better and better. If I sign up now will you call her so I can fuck her today?"

"I'll do better than that. Come on in my office."

I followed him into his office. Gina was naked, and since she didn't know whom he was bringing in with him I knew she was posed exactly as she would have been no matter who Kirk led in. Her knees were hooked over the arms of an easy chair and her pussy was wet and swollen. He walked over to her and softly caressed her nipple. She really could have been an actress because she didn't give any indication that she knew me. She did moan as he felt her up, however, and I knew it was her way of letting me know she liked what was happening. Kirk reached down and stuck two fingers into her wet cunt. His fingers went in easily and he casually stroked them in and out so I could see. Gina hunched his hand and said, "Oohh that feels so good. Who is this Kirk?"

"Gina, this is Andy. He wants to fuck you so I told him he could. Do whatever he wants."

"Thank you ...oohh I love how you finger fuck me... thanks for bringing him to me honey... oohh god I'm so horny... Andy looks like the kind of guy who will give me a great fuck.,,,, will you come back to fuck me when Andy is finished with me?"

"You know I always send you on your way home to your husband with a fresh load."

So far I didn't like it. Then he said to me, "Andy, Gina loves to fuck and will fuck your nuts off. She will suck your cock until there is nothing left. She loves to have her pussy touched with any part of your body. You can play as long as you want and she will still want more. She is a dream, but there are some limits. First, her cunt and her mouth are the only holes to put your cock in. Don't fuck her in the ass—if you try, she will scream and I'll be in here with a ball bat. Second, you can only fuck her again if I approve—I control her cunt and she won't agree to let you fuck her after today unless I tell her she can. Third, no pissing or spanking or any other weird shit—again if you start I'll be on you as soon as I hear her scream. Fourth, wear a condom if you fuck her. They are on the table right here."

I let out a huge mental sigh of relief. He was perfect, and I didn't care if he got richer than Queen Elizabeth by selling Gina's cunt. If she was going to let other men fuck her, and I had no doubt about that, she would at least be relatively well protected. Kirk was her pimp, but like all pimps he provided safety in his own way. I agreed with his terms aloud while I was hugely applauding them in my mind. He left the room and I fucked my wife with a fury. We were in there a long time.