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Alicia walked into the gym a few days later at her usual time. “Perfect timing,” she wondered to herself. Even though she was a little earlier than usual, the main crowd was filtering out, and soon it would be near vacant, except for her favorite person, she hoped. A devilish grin flashed briefly across her face as she recalled her orange “friend.” She’d never given it a persona before, but the past couple of nights, she’d called it “Darryl.” Recently “Darryl” had nearly ruptured her uterus in missionary. She blushed s little, reddened skin rising to graze the frames of her clear glasses.
“Well, I don’t think I’ve ever seen you in anything other than your gym clothes,” a deep voice spoke from behind her. Alicia was so startled that he spun around right into the path the actual Darryl was walking. She stepped right into his chest and stomach. “Woah, sorry if I scared you there, Alicia.”His big hands reached instinctively to steady her. She could’ve died of embarrassment. “Smooth move, dumbass,” she wondered to herself. She looked up at the tall man, her blue eyes meeting his green eyes. Tension filled the distance between them. He smiled at her as he took a step back.
She was an attractive girl, and today her hair was pulled back into a neat bun, her blues eyes framed by her glasses, and her black fitted work polo had just enough buttons open that framed her cleavage perfectly. “What a sight.” he wondered as he looked down at her. Her breasts were lightly brushing the bottom of his chest. On the other hand, Alicia was taking in how solid he was when they touched and how his hands gripped her with the exact firm pressure she’d fantasized about for weeks. Not to mention a smile that made her knees weak.
“Oh, I’m sorry!” she exclaimed, taking a step back. “Don’t be!” Darryl replied, “I’m just glad you didn’t punch me. I’ve seen how hard you work here, and I would’ve been done for!” He grinned. Alicia blushed. “Well, I see you too; you’re a beast!” She noticed his cheeks turn a little red. “Ok sexy.” She wondered to herself. She liked that a lot. “Thank you, maybe we should train together sometime.” He shifted the shoulder strap of his gym bag, thinking the conversation was over. “Sure! How about today?” The words left her mouth before she could snap them shut. “Horny Alicia” had gotten one in edgewise on her. “Ok, wanna meet by the squat racks in t like ten minutes?”. Darryl asked. “Ok, be right out,” Alicia replied. As she turned to go to the women’s locker room, Darryl quickly used his free hand to slide his erect cock into the waistband of his spandex underwear.
Alicia gripped the barbell tightly and braced it tightly into her upper back. She stood up straight, lifting the weighted bar off the safety hooks. Darryl was teaching her how to do a proper barbell squat towards the end of their workout. She placed her feet out shoulder width aside, her toes facing outward slightly just like he’d shown her, then began squatting. Alicia’s thick ass eased and contracted powerfully as she smoothly knocked out her reps. Darryl couldn’t help but enjoy the view. He loved how her back muscles looked in their contracted state to provide a platform for the bar. The little star tattoo behind her right ear was also new to him. She struggled a bit, he heard her groaning slightly under the weight, but she kept pushing. The next rep wasn’t so lucky, and she became stuck in the down position. Darryl squatted down to spot her, placing a supportive hand on her exposed midriff, the other instinctively moving to her hip. The sweet smell of her perfume wafted into his nose and her hair, now a wavy ponytail, brushed his cheek. His cock began to fill with blood, hardening without his consent as he helped the gorgeous woman back up. He was doing most of the work, and his hard dick brushed her ass cheek inevitably.
As the bar resettled on the hooks, he stepped back quickly and tried to hide his embarrassment. Alicia took a deep breath before turning around. She was so aroused that it began to hurt. Darryl’s hands on her body drove her crazy, and so did feeling his stiff cock brushing up against her ass. She was glad she wore her black yoga pants to hide the wetness of her swollen pussy, “Thanks for the save!” she gasped to Darryl. She smiled at him and adjusted her glasses in front of her big blue eyes. “No problem, you’ve got great form,” Darryl responded. The silence of the gym filled the space between them as they stood looking at one another, unsure what to say next. Alicia squirmed a bit. Darryl took the lead. “Well, I usually spend a little time in the sauna when I’m done.” Alicia huffed back at him, “Must be nice! The sauna in the women’s locker room has been out of order for the last two months; I’ve just about given up hope that it’ll get fixed.” “Well, it’s just us in the gym this late. You could come to enjoy the sauna with me on the men’s side. It can stay between us.” he teased. Alicia squinted at Darryl and grinned. “Well played, bud, but I don’t have a long towel here. I usually shower at home.” “And pretend you’re breaking my back.” she wondered quietly. Darryl laughed and beamed at her. “I keep a few clean towels here because I sweat so much that I have no choice but to shower. You’re more than welcome to one”. Alicia paused to consider for a moment. The gym had no cameras other than the one at the entrance where customers scanned their keys. “Ok, I’ll take you up on that offer.” she smiled back.
Alicia followed Darryl into the small men’s locker room. Grey lockers wrapped around the walls with benches directly in front of them. Besides the grey lockers and the silver condensated door leading into the sauna, everything else was stark white and smelled like sweaty dudes and bleach. Darryl opened his locker and handed her a towel, “This one is my fluffiest.” he grinned. Alicia giggled and took it from him. “Well, you’ll have to turn around so I can undress. I charge extra for private shows,” said Darryl raising a brown eyebrow at Alicia. She laughed. “Well, shit, I forgot my wallet in the other room. Maybe next time.” They turned backs to undress.
Alicia’s nipples hardened upon exposure to the cool air as she peeled off her sports bra. Darryl faced the lockers, but Alicia had the more lucrative view facing the bathroom sinks. The small mirror offered a splendid view of Darryl as he reached down to his waist to pull his shirt off. His back looked even better than she had imagined. His big traps formed well-defined lines in his upper back, and his thick muscles rippled as his arms pulled the shirt up over his head. His figure slimmed as her gaze worked down to his waist. Alicia was perving out on this private show, but she didn’t care. She pulled her shoes and socks off while he did the same and watched the mirror keenly to see the main attraction. Darryl pulled down his shorts to reveal a well-sculpted, muscular ass. Her clit jolted with excitement as she imagined burying her face in between his ass cheeks to lick his balls and asshole while stroking his cock from behind. “Fucking chill out, Alicia!” the remaining rational part of her mind yelled. She finished taking off her very damp yoga pants.
They entered the tiny dry sauna one at a time. The towel that Darryl had given her was just long enough to tuck if she kept her hand nearby as a safety. Two small benches were running along the wall of the unlit sauna stadium-style, with barely enough room to walk in front of them. Alicia sat close to Darryl on the bench; her bare knee was almost touching his. He turned to face her; the tension between them was as thick as the steam in the sauna. “I had fun working out with you today,” he said. His voice was low, and she watched his eyes scan her body, lingering on the portions not covered by the towel.
His broad, hairy chest was very sexy, his shoulders and arms more defined than his shirts gave credit. Alicia could faintly make out the outline of his cock in his towel. “Yeah, I had a great time too,” she responded. She slowly scooted a bit closer. “I learned a lot today, but there is one thing I’m curious about.” “What’s on your mind?” Darryl asked. His eyes never left hers. “She’s so fucking hot right now.” He wondered to himself. His heartbeat was speeding up, and he was slightly anxious. “Do you ever have trouble…relaxing after your workouts?” she asked. Their knees were touching now. “How do you mean?”
Darryl asked; his cock was becoming fully erect. “Well, I always get so turned on after my workout that I’ve got to take care of it as soon as I get home,” she spoke lowly. Her blue eyes were hypnotic. “Oh, that must be tough. How do you normally take care of it?” He whispered back to her, their faces only a few inches aside now. ” I play with my toys but don’t have them right now.” Alicia slid her hand into the crease of Darryl’s towel and gripped the shaft of his hard cock, “I’ll help you if you help me.” She began stroking him lightly. Her other hand reached, and with a smooth motion, her towel slipped from her breasts and exposed her naked body. Tiny rivers of sweat ran down her white skin, and the ivy leaves of her sleeve tattoo seemed covered in condensation as if they were real. She looked amazing.
Alicia felt his hand on the back of her head, he tilted her head up, guiding her face closer to his, and their lips met with a long-repressed fury. Their tongues wrestled for control of one another, each gaining and losing in a coordinated dance. She pushed her body closer to his so he could easily fondle her breasts. She pumped his cock rapidly with her hand feeling it throbbing. Their muffled moans filled the sauna. Darryl’s tongue left her mouth as he traveled south to place kisses along her ear and neck, straining his body forward until he finally guided her back down to lay onto the warm towel on the bench. He took turns between her breasts, sucking on one nipple while applying pressure to the other with his index finger and thumb. His cock slid within the groove made by her slick pussy lips. She moaned and arched her back in response to his actions. He reached up blindly to grab her free hand; the other was caressing the back of his bald head and guided it down the space between their bodies to stroke her clit. His hand soon joined hers, his index and middle finger easing into her hot pussy and quickly finding her g spot. As she stroked from the outside, he stroked within. Her hips shifted up and down from the intense waves of bliss coursing through her body. “Oh fuck! She moaned. The sweat between their bodies made them slippery, so they moved frictionlessly against one another.
Darryl worked his way down her center, placing kisses between her breasts and down her belly to the small patch of pubic hair above her vagina. Lying in the prone, he wrapped his arms around each of her legs, moved her stroking fingers to the side, and began lapping at the swollen clitoris that greeted him, sucking on the labia and periodically sliding his long tongue into her tight hole. Alicia writhed with pleasure. Darryl was much fucking better than she imagined. “Oh, God. Oh, fuck, babe. I’m going to cum!” Her hips bucked and twisted, but Darryl harnessed them with his arms and didn’t let up. For the first time in years, an orgasm not induced by her hand ripped through her.
Alicia’s back arched so high that her breasts fell towards her face. Darryl lapped at her pussy still and kissed her inner thighs. Alicia caught her breath, slipped her fingers under Darryl’s chin, and pulled his face up, so their eyes met. “Sit up; it’s my turn.” she purred. He obliged. Alicia slid in between his legs and began to stroke his cock. He was so hard it was pulsing in her hand. She looked up at him; her head turned to the side and made her tongue wide and flat, rubbing the bottom of his dick head against it. His eyes narrowed, and he placed his hands by his sides on the bench. She began wrapping her tongue around the tip, so it got some special attention. She loved his big cock and made sure he knew by making lots of noises. She sucked and slurped loudly. She even smiled when she saw him looking and spit on his cock. Fixing her ponytail, she started bobbing her head up and down on his cock, her hand, and mouth working in unison. Darryl groaned with pleasure and gently touched the back of her sweaty head.
When he couldn’t take it anymore, he picked her up under her armpits and placed her in his lap. Alicia straddled him and raised her hips to let his cock slide into her tight pussy. Her wet snatch let his dick in quickly, and Darryl moaned louder as her pussy gave way. She was so tight and warm. His hands found the grooves of her hips and guided her rhythm on his cock. As she slid forward, the root of his cock rubbed up against her clit edging her closer to another orgasm. Alicia wrapped her arms around Darryl’s neck while she rode him, and they passionately kissed one another. “Yea, baby, just like that. That feels so fucking good.” Alicia moaned. Each time her breasts pushed up against Darryl’s chest, he felt himself getting closer to blowing his load. If he would’ve let her keep slurping on his dick the way she had been, he would’ve already nutted. She had great tits. Alicia started to shudder; she pulled her body up against Darryl. she gyrated her hips in short, fast strokes, dragging her clit across his cock repeatedly. “Going to cum,” she gasped. Darryl pushed his tongue into her mouth in a passionate kiss. Her short strokes pushed him closer to his climax by keeping him deep within her. Alicia moaned into Darryl’s mouth; he pulled her ponytail, forcing her head back, and kissed her neck. The muscles of her snatch pulsed on his cock as she shook with her orgasm; her eyes rolled back in her head. Darryl breathed heavily, “Alicia, I’m going to cum soon.”
She responded quickly by sliding off him and back in between his legs. Alicia sucked his soaked cock back into her mouth, bobbing smoothly up and down his shaft. Tasting her own juices turned her on even more, and she began using her tongue masterfully up and down his cock again. She liked it even more than when she cleaned off her orange dildo alone in her apartment. She reached down to cup his balls and felt them tighten. Darryl groaned loudly, and his hips slid forward on the bench. Alicia stroked his cock with her other hand while slurping and sucking on the head. A thick rope of cum shot out onto her tongue, and she swallowed more of his dick into her mouth, letting him shoot the remainder of his load down her eager throat while she looked up at him.
Alicia and Darryl walked into the dimly lit gym parking lot about half an hour later. “So, what do you have planned for the gym tomorrow?” Darryl asked. “Oh, I take my rest day tomorrow!” She looked up from under his arm he’d wrapped around her as they approached her car. “Maybe you could come over and help me stretch?” Alicia’s blue eyes looked at him suggestively. Darryl pushed her up against the driver’s door of her green sedan and kissed her deeply. “Absolutely.” He smiled.

NSFW: yes

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