Singaporean Milfs Gym Encounter

A Singaporean MILF has fun with a stranger from the gym behind her husband's back.

This was a story based on a confession from my wife.

About Us.

We are a Chinese couple from Singapore. We are both in our forties, gym fit, fun loving and easy going. We are both above average looking and naughty but I soon discovered my wife is way naughtiest than me.

My wife is a MILF. She is a beautiful Chinese lady, 5'5", curvy, voluptuous with a nice set of tits. She loves to do weights in the gym to have a toned body. She is always naughty, flirty, always eager to please and apparently has no qualms about playing with other men in front of her husband.

The Gym.

My wife loves to hit the gym. She has been a member of this gym near my place for years. She has made many great friends at the gym, mostly ladies and she knows practically everyone that comes into the establishment.

My wife is into weights and muscle building. She likes to keep her body sexy and toned. She is always hanging around at the weights sections where all the muscles guys hang out. She hits the gym on weekdays and is usually there just before lunch. I, on the other hand, hate the gym and so I am not a member of the gym that my wife frequents but do know some of her gym mates.

My wife is a housewife and her job is to run the household and keep herself sexy, fit and naughty for me. It was a good arrangement full of love and balance.

Typical Day at The Gym.

It was a typical Wednesday morning. The kids are in school and I was at work. My wife would usually wake at around 9am and hit the gym at around 10am to work out till lunch time. We would usually text each other at around lunch time to confirm the arrangements for the rest of the day, such as picking up the kids, dinner and stuff.

My wife would usually have her mobile with her when working out and would be very prompt with her replies when I text her while she was at the gym.

That day, she had on a set of new gym wear, Lululemons, her favorite brand. She had a black sports bra and a pair of ¾ leggings on. Over her bra was a tank top with an oversize armpit opening that barely concealed her sports bra, all the trends these days. She looks great. Sporty and sexy at the same time.

She hit the gym on time for her workout I presumed and I was busy at the office. At around 12 noon, I messaged her about her day but she didn't reply. At around 1 pm, I messaged her again and she failed to reply. I thought nothing of it and went back to work. At 2pm, I checked my phone and found out that she had not read my messages. I was beginning to worry until 230pm she replied saying she was heading home. I was relieved.

At around 5pm, I got home and my wife was preparing dinner. She gave me a peck on the lips and continued to make her favorite dishes for dinner.

I headed into our bathroom for a quick shower before dinner. As I entered the bathroom, a scent greeted me. A scent that was familiar but not expected at this time of the day. It was the scent of semen. I looked around the bathroom and found the origin of the scent. It came from a pile of soiled clothes in a basket. I rummaged through them and found the source. The scent was coming from my wife's thong! I checked the thong and found a huge cum stain on it at the crotch area. I was shocked and angry. My wife has a lot of explaining to do tonight. I put the thong aside for that night's interrogation.

Bedtime.

It was ten pm and the kids were in bed. We retired into our bedroom for the night. As my wife walked into the bathroom, I locked the door to our bedroom so that the interrogation would not be interrupted.

I peeped into the bathroom and saw my wife rummaging through the laundry. I pulled out the thong that she was looking for and asked, "looking for this?"

She saw what I was holding and turned pale. She was speechless for a while and then said, "You like what you have in your hand?" as if it was present for me. I almost bought what she was saying but didn't. However I played along.

I told her angrily she better come clean as I blocked her exit from the bathroom. I opened the thong and showed her the stain. She wasn't going to wriggle out of this one.

I said, "Details. I want to know everything before I decide what to do with you."

She knew at the moment she screwed up. She knew it would be easier if she went along with what I had in mind. I told her to get a shower and straighten up her thoughts as her interrogation starts after. After her shower, my wife dried herself with her towel and wanted to put on her night dress. I told her no clothes during confession time, but drinks were allowed and I poured her a nice tall glass of wine.

She took a sip and immediately felt better.

The Interrogation.

I sat her down on the couch in our room, naked and I sat across the bed facing her with an expression of anger and eagerness. I told her to tell me everything that happened that morning and this was her story.

It was a usual morning for her at the gym. The usual people were there, at their usual places doing their usual workout routines but at the weights area was someone unfamiliar. A new guy.

He was caucasian, tall, lean but muscular, ruggedly good looking with a stubble, and a tattoo on his left bicep. He was tanned and was wearing a singlet and a pair of tight gym shorts that brought out the best of his tight bums.

My wife stared at him with some naughty thoughts running through her mind and started her workout. She was as usual doing her weights and at one time was bent over the exercise bench with her bum towards the new gym guy.

She peeked at him and caught him staring at her ass. She later realised why when she saw herself in the mirror. Her leggings were sheer and her exercise thong was fully visible! She wears a thong to avoid VPLs. He must have caught more than an eyeful of it.

Halfway through her routine, the gym guy walked over and told my wife politely that her posture was not correct. He patiently explained to her how she should maintain her posture and my wife followed, drawing a smile from the new guy. He was ruggedly handsome with a beautiful smile.

The gym guy and my wife made small talk. He said he had been a member of the gym for a while but this was the first time he had visited this branch. She usually goes to the one closer to his place, which was close by.

He said he had a home gym but it gets boring to work out alone at home.

My wife said she was charmed by his friendly mannerisms and he seemed genuine when he offered his advice and help. He then proceeded to demonstrate some workout techniques and my wife was taken in, keenly observing his fine form as she went through the paces.

The Offer.

After about 30 mins he said he needed to go but said something that caught my wife off guard. He offered my wife the use of his home gym and he could coach her on the techniques better there as the equipment was more complete and was more private.

My wife was surprised by the offer but agreed since she could see her form improving just from the few tips the gym guy had given her.

With that, they packed up and headed to the car park to his car. On the way to his place, they made more small talk which put my wife at ease.

The guy's place was not far from the gym. It was a nice clean apartment with a complete set of workout equipment by the corner of the living room. The gym guy lived in a bachelor pad but kept the place spotless. They settled down and he started showing my wife how to use the equipment. It looked like a very expensive set, complete with a bench.

He instructed my wife to get into various positions and used the weights. He was good with his instructions and my wife began to feel the effects of the workout on her muscles. He was very encouraging, complementing my wife everytime she got something right.

The positions got more and more advanced for my wife and soon she needed help to get them right. The gym guy started to help her by using his strong hands to support her shoulders, her arms, her legs and back. She thought nothing of it as he was just helping her get into the right posture.

Soon, the routine got harder and he began to provide her with more physical support. They got physically closer and there were more and more contact between them. My wife was really working out a sweat and he could see that. The ventilation in the living wasn't the best event though the fan and air conditioning was on and my wife was sweating, either from the workout or the attention she had been getting.

The gym guy saw my wife sweating profusely and apologised for the poor ventilation in his place. He went into his room to get a towel for her. At this point, my wife decided to remove her top so as to cool down.

The Tease.

When the gym guy returned, he was surprised to see that my wife had removed her top, leaving only her sports bra to support her ample bosoms. He stared for a moment and proceeded to hand her a small clean towel. She used it to wipe the sweat of her face and giggled a little at how much sweat was coming down her face and chest.

She put the towel aside and continued with the workout. This time, he asked her to bend over the exercise bench with her left knee on the bench and her right leg another outstretched on the floor. Her left hand was placed on the bench and with a dumbbell in her right hand. He instructed her to start pulling the dumbbell up and down to work her right bicep.

He was walking around her, checking her posture as my wife grunted with every lift of the dumbbell. The gym guy stood behind her near her tight bum and began using his strong hands to move her left leg into a better position. His hands were on her left upper thigh, dangerously close to her bum. She then realised that her rights were sheer and he could totally see the thong that she was wearing underneath.

As my wife was working up a sweat, he began to step closer and close to my wife from behind. This time, he used his right thigh to push her leg into position and began to move her right arm into position. As he leaned against her, my wife could feel his manhood brush against her bum. She tried to compose herself and focus on his instructions. This went on for a few minutes and my wife was getting aroused by the contact.

At this point, I reached down to my wife's pussy for an inspection. She was moist, getting aroused from the story that she was narrating. She took another sip and continued.

The Surrender.

After a few minutes of being bent over the bench with her ass up in the air. The gym guy instructed my wife to lie down on the bench for bench presses. She got into position and placed a dumbbell in each of her hands. She began pushing the dumbbells up as he inspected her form. He was standing just above her head and his manhood was dangerously close to her face. My wife could see the bulge in his gym shorts and tried not to stare at it. She began to feel curious and aroused.

After a few presses, the gym guy suggested that my wife do some stretches to cool down. He proceeded to ask my wife to raise one of the legs up and he caught her ankle, pulling it towards him to stretch her hamstrings. He was standing really close and his manhood was almost at her face. He could see that he was getting bigger.

He then moved himself between my wife's legs and leaned on her stretched leg to push even harder. He then put one of his hands on my wife's other thigh, just to stretch her out further.

As he did that, he watched for my wife's reaction. She wasn't sure if it was due to the hormones from the workout or the contact that she has been having with this guy but she was starting to feel aroused. She gave him a naughty grin and that was the only cue he needed.

The gym guy began to move his hand gently up my wife's thigh. She was being stretched apart on the bench and being felt up. She didn't resist. The hand of the gym guy started moving higher, feeling up the sheer fabric of the tights, up to her thong and gently ran his fingers over her pussy. She felt a bolt of electricity flow through her body. She didn't do anything and let him continue.

With the other free hand, the bold gym guy reached up and grabbed one of my wife's boobs and began kneading it. She didn't resist. She was now giving him free reign on her body, which was still on the beach in a very compromising position.

With her right hand, my wife reached out to the groin of the gym guy. She began feeling for his member over his gym shorts. He was big and getting bigger.

The gym continued to explore and maul my wife's body with his hands and my wife began to close her eyes and moan to his touch. She started grabbing harder at his manhood over his gym shorts and began stroking his manhood. She then took it up a notch and reached into his shorts through one of the leg openings and was surprised to find that he wasn't wearing any underwear.

This gave the gym guy permission and he started to rub her pussy over her tights. My wife could feel her pussy moistening up. She was in heat. Soon he was kneading her other tit. She liked it and let him. My wife began to feel around under the guy's shorts. He was thick and hairless. His skin was smooth and slippery from the sweat. My wife explored around, finding his cock head and feeling the pre-cum oozing out of his cock head.

He then motioned my wife to get up and bend over the bench on all fours. Her ass was in mid air and she was facing down. The gym guy slowly moved his hand over her, starting from her calf and slowly making his way up. She was tingling from the sensation of his touch. He moved his hand slowly over her ass and spent some time moving his finger up and down between her ass cheeks, feeling up her pussy.

He then moved his hand up her back, which was covered in sweet perspiration of my wife. He expertly moved his fingers over her sports bra up her straps to her neck. He then moved to the front of my wife with his groin now just above her head. She was facing down, her eyes closed, enjoying the caress of the guy.

From the front, he took a good look at her cleavage, perfectly accentuated by her fitting sports bra. He then pulled down his shorts and let them fall to the ground. His thick, long member sprang up. My wife, who was facing down, opened her eyes and saw that his gym shorts were on the floor at his ankles. She looked up and was greeted by a massive beautiful cock in front of her.

Further training.

My wife was on all fours, bent over an exercise bench, sweat dripping down her body, moisture in her sex, hormones raging in her from the exercise and arousal now has a beautiful cock just right in front of her. She had a choice to make. She was besides herself and decided to let her primal instincts take over.

She softly planted a kiss on his cock head and he let out a soft moan. She proceeded to plant more and more kisses on his beautiful cock head and raise her right hand to touch it. She tasted sweat and pre-cum but she didn't mind. She moved into a sitting position with the engorged penis still in front of her face. With both her hands, she grabbed the cock and started stroking it, while admiring the shape and form of the manhood in front of her.

She then opened her mouth as wide as she could and took the cock head in her mouth. the guy let out a moan to show his pleasure. She proceeded to suck the cock deeply, stroking the shaft at the same time. She did what she was so good at, worshipping cock. She used her lips, her tongue, her fingers, her palms, her cheeks, all the tools at her disposal to pleasure the manhood of a guy she just met.

As she described the scene, I could imagine it in my head. My wife, in her tight sports bra and leggings, sweat flowing down her body, seated at the edge of an exercise bench, holding onto a stranger's large penis, sucking and playing with it. I knew how good a cock sucker my wife was and I can imagine how much the guy enjoyed it.

She did her magic on him for a while, maybe ten to fifteen minutes, working up more and more sweat. This was becoming a more productive workout session than the one before. She could feel him getting bigger and harder. I could guess she was feeling empowered. He then motioned her to stop, turn around and bend over. She did as she was told, with saliva dripping down the corner of her mouth.

He then proceeded to rub his hands over her tight ass, feeling around before reaching up to the waistband of her leggings. Without warning, he pulled them down.

Finishing Her Off.

He pulled down my wife's leggings and together with her thong slowly down to her thighs until her ass and pussy were now exposed. She could feel the cool air on her privates. She was now bent over, ass and pussy exposed with her thighs bound together by the tights and thong bunched up below her ass. She was completely vulnerable now to this stranger that she had just met moments ago.

The gym guy began to feel the bare skin of my wife with two fingers. He ran them slowly down from her ass crack to her pussy. She twitched when his fingers touched the opening of her pussy. He was checking for moisture and found it.

He then removed his fingers and placed both his hands on each side of my wife's waist, feeling for her hip bones. He began gently holding on her hip bones and my wife began to worry what was coming next. Before she could react, he pulled himself toward my wife, holding onto her waist. His engorged cockhead slid smoothly down my wife's ass crack and headed to her soaked pussy.

He was an expert. In a swift and continuous motion, he maneuvered his cockhead to the opening of my wife's pussy and penetrated her, before she could protest. He held onto her tightly and pushed forward further as deeply into my wife's pussy as he could go.

My wife jerked as the thick, long member suddenly entered her. She was confused by a sense of worry and an even higher sensation of sexual pleasure. She thought for a moment about what was happening. She was bent over, bare assed, her thighs bound together by her leggings making her pussy extra tight, alone in a stranger's apartment and being fucked by him, bare back. Her thoughts didn't last long as she began to feel an orgasm coming.

The gym guy began to pump my wife hard and harder, working towards a steady rhythm. His cock was entering and pulling out of her fully, his shaft glistened with her sweat and juices. My wife moaned with every thrust and before long she climaxed, letting out a loud scream, losing all control of her body and mind. The gym guy gave her a hard thrust and pulled her in, holding his cock deep in her gaping pussy. He could feel her constricting the insides of her pussy as she let wave after wave of orgasms that flowed through her for a good 20 seconds or so.

When the climax passed and she relaxed, the gym guy restarted his thrusting, this time with more ferocity and speed. He now fucking her pussy like an animal, focused on making himself cum. My wife hung on to the edges of the bench as she was being pounded mercilessly. The gym guy continued the hard fucking her hard for ten minutes until she her pussy was sore. She came five times in ten minutes.

My wife was getting worried. She was being fucked bare-back by a stranger, legs bound and held on tight by him, total at his mercy. She was on the pill but didn't want him to cum inside her. She began to feel him thrust harder and harder, grunting louder and louder, knowing he was about to climax.

Just before he exploded, he pulled himself out of her with a pop sound. He held his shaft a shot out a huge load onto her bare ass cheeks and butt crack. He grunted as he let his semen blast out from his cock head onto her ass, on the exercise bench and the floor around it. Some of the semen landed on my wife's leggings but most landed on her ass, the bench and floor. She was relieved that he didn't fill her belly with his cum.