"Just there, a little further Yasmin."
"UNGH!" Yasmin grunted. "NNNNGGGHHHHH!!!"
"A little more... there!" I grabbed the pole off her and then racked it on the bench. "Told you. That weight was nothing!"
Yasmin sat up on the bench, wiping the sweat from her forehead. "You push me hard young man. But you mean well. Keep Yasmin fit." She said through her thick accent. She grabbed the bottle next to the bench and took a sip of water. "I need breathe."
"Take your time." I leaned on the pole. "But one minute before we go again."
"Slave driver." Yasmin said coolly.
I chuckled. "Since you've been working out with me, don't you feel better? You've certainly gotten stronger." I pointed to Yasmin's arms. "Look how good you look."
"I am strong." She admitted. She put her bottle down and then reached up to her ponytail, readjusting the twist at the base of her head. "Need to be strong with triplets."
"I agree." Yasmin was in her thirties, and currently, she was looking huge with her triplet pregnancy, and she was only six months along. Her belly was massive, and stretch marks were already starting to form on the sides of her stomach. I had been working out with her for a few months now, working on her core and her abdomen and legs to strengthen them, but sometimes I threw in some chest exercises just to mix it up. Yasmin complained all the time, but she always did as I had said. She was a good, free-use woman. And she liked the results.
Yasmin was wearing a bright green tank top that kept her boobs in place, a pair of sneakers, and that was it. Most women didn't wear pants around the gym. They only got in the way. She had a towel underneath her on the bench to catch any sweat, cum or juices. Wiping down workout gear was standard in a gym these days. Her ponytail brushed her dark curly hair aside as her dark eyes and aristocratic face watched the others at the gym. She was Eastern European with what some might call resting bitch face but I'd always found her to have a dark sense of humour. She was a beautiful woman with a thick, hairy cunt. I had spent every workout session ending balls deep inside. Even using her ass a few times for fun.
We were only ten minutes into our workout, but no one had grabbed Yasmin to use her yet. Most would avoid her because I was standing with her. A personal trainer was a sign that she was in a session and unless you really needed to, you would find someone else to use. However, that hadn't stopped one man from walking past Yasmin while she had been sitting in between sets to just cum all over her belly.
"Thank you for letting me use you." He groaned, shooting a heavy load of spunk all over her belly.
"Thank you for using me." She took the load willingly, even rubbing his spunk into her skin after he had gone. Other than that, they had been working out. Her belly glowed and shined with his seed under the bright lights.
"I need fuck soon." Yasmin said aloud.
"We got thirty minutes of workout to go." I warned her. "You can fuck and exercise those muscles after the hour is up."
"You fuck me." Yasmin got back down on the bench. She was looking right up at me, her head near my crotch.
"I fuck you." I agreed. "But lift first."
"Ok. I lift and then fuck like a slut." Yasmin nodded. She took the bar off the rack and began to pump it up and down, doing a chest press. I counted her through, smiling at how forward she was for being a woman in Free Use society.
Around the gym most people were working out unencumbered. It was mid-afternoon, and soon, the after-work rush would hit. I was working as a PT to earn some cash during college, mostly working with moms to help with their pelvic floors, which was my specialty. Birth was a pretty special event, but like I told my ladies, preparation was key. When you were giving birth constantly, you had to keep in shape; otherwise, if you didn't, you weren't doing your duty as a citizen.
I guided Yasmin through her next set and let her rest again while observing the gym floor. Every single woman in here was in various stages of pregnancy. Most were young, but a few were Yasmin's age. Pregnant bellies were everywhere. It made my cock start to go hard as I looked at them all. And all women were bottomless, choosing to remove their pants as it only made life easier with all the men in here. The guys were pumped up and excited, testosterone flowing through their veins. They took the girls when they wanted and fucked them right on the gym floor or on the equipment. This was an eighteen-plus gym, so everything was acceptable.
Up ahead I watched a young girl, barely five foot three, in a pink bra and matching trainers, cling to the squat rack as a powerlifter three times her size pounded into her pussy. She was in her third trimester, holding the bar of the squat rack, bent forwards so that the huge, tanned man could fuck her pussy relentlessly.
Huge muscles rippled across his body making him look terrifying compared to her. But she was loving it. She was smiling and then cumming as the massive man pumped hard into her wet cunt.
"Let's go do some squats." I told Yasmin as she finished up her latest set. She panted, nodding, grabbing the towel underneath her and her water bottle, as she half waddled, half walked, behind me as I headed for a free squat rack along the wall.
"Then use Yasmin?" She asked. She was actually taller than me, her dark eyes staring down at me as I started loading weights up on the bar.
"Then use Yasmin." I agreed. "But I want proper squats, down to your ass, no faking it. Three sets of eight." I ensured the plates on the bar would be light enough that Yasmin could squat through them and not feel embarrassed or ashamed about the weight. We had to drop weight now that she was getting bigger for her health. She had been quite competitive when she started training with me, but back then she'd only just gotten knocked up. Some would have said that she'd been in her prime then. But I thought she was in her prime as she looked now, swollen and pregnant with babies. "You do it properly Yasmin, not like last time."
"Ok. Drive hard bargain." Yasmin nodded. Our last training session Yasmin had been squatting with a butt plug in. She'd done it as an excuse to get me to fuck her. She'd even pushed the plug out as much as she could as she squatted without it falling out. The problem was I was a sucker for that type of stuff and she knew it. I'd used her twice immediately, cumming in her pussy with the plug still in and then taking out the toy and fucking her ass immediately after. Yasmin took a bit breathe, readying herself. "I like how you treat women. Tough but fair."
"Thanks, I guess." I laughed. I'd always enjoyed how blunt and honest Yasmin was. Working out and training her was always fun.
