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A few days had passed since the events of that glorious night. I was quite nervous at the prospect of seeing her again, of talking to her. What was I gonna say to her, after what had happened? Was I to pretend that nothing had happened, to go on about my company?

She answered that for me. The next time we crossed paths at the gym, she went about her workout as if nothing had happened. As for me, I might as well have been anyone else who was there using the equipment.

And so several days went by, almost a week. I would watch her dark hair go by, her thick, muscular legs, her sculpted back. I smelled her perfume as she passed, mixed with the scent of sweat. She continued with her routine, wearing her tiny, tight gym clothes, attracting all the stares… especially mine.

I, for my part, couldn’t stop thinking about her. I would recall that night over and over again, how she had slammed me onto the floor, the sensation of her legs against my face, the taste of her pussy, her scent. Yet she didn’t seem the least bit interested in me. Occasionally our gazes would meet, sometimes in the reflection of a mirror, but I noticed no reaction from her.

Her name was Nadya. She had never told me her name, but I had managed to understand by making some discreet inquiries at the gym. But that was all I knew about her. Well, that, and what she looked like under her tights. But I wanted more. I needed more.

One night, as I was stretching, hoping she’d come over to talk to me, I watched discouraged as she grabbed her stuff and walked out of the gym. I sighed, finished with my company, and headed for the bathrooms, which were at the other end of the complex. I usually ended up pretty tired from training, so I had made a habit of taking a shower before heading home.

When I got to the restrooms, they were almost empty. Only the first of the showers seemed to be occupied, judging by the sound of running water. Feeling a little overheated, I took off my clothes and laid them on one of the benches, along with my bag.

I grabbed a towel, and headed for the showers in the back. However, as I passed in front of the first booth, the curtain suddenly opened, and someone grabbed me by the neck, pulling me inside.

Taken by surprise, I tried to struggle out of the clutch, but whoever was attacking me had an iron grip. And then I caught her scent, a mixture of perfume and sweat. I felt her breasts pressing against my back, her strong legs rubbing against mine. It was her. Naked. In the shower. With me.

– Looks like you still haven’t learned your lesson. – she said. I could feel her breath next to my ear. – You’re still trailing behind me, staring at me, pestering me. Finding out my name (how did she knew!?).

I was speechless. I was utterly unprepared for this situation. She still had a firm grip on me from behind, and I couldn’t even see her face.

– You still seem to want something from me. – she continued. While one hand was still clutching me, the other reached down and firmly grasped my cock, which was already reacting to the current scenario. – You want to fuck me, is that it?

She bit hard on my neck, while rubbing my dick with her hand. The sensation tore a groan from me that I barely managed to contain, as I felt myself melting in her grip. I barely managed to mutter my assent.

– Beg me. – she said, her breath tickling my ear.

– Please, I want… ah… let me fuck you, I beg you…

She smiled. I couldn’t see her face, but I knew she was smiling, that devilish expression I had already seen her put on when she had me under her thumb.

She let go of me then, and I was able to turn around to look at her. She was indeed completely naked. She wore nothing but her dark hair, long and loose over her back and shoulders, a few damp locks clinging to her firm breasts. The water from the shower was falling on her, forming an almost magical sight.

– Now, lay down on the floor. – she commanded.

I quickly obeyed. There wasn’t much room inside the shower stall, but I managed to just lie down on the wet floor. She stood over me, looking down at me with that nearly cruel smile of hers. Ever so slowly she slid a finger into her pussy, playing with herself as she stared at me, teasing me, making me suffer.

Even more slowly she squatted over me, grabbing my penis and pulling it into position… And then, with a firm thrust of her hips, she went all the way down on me.

Again a moan escaped me. The sensation was beyond description. Her pussy was wet and tight, and I was completely inside her. A shudder ran up and down my body, and I felt the burning need to cum right then and there.

She must have read it in my expression, because she quickly slapped me across the face. Now, this wasn’t a tender, playful slap, oh no, she hit me square across the face with full strength, leaving my cheek burning and throbbing painfully. Before I could recover, she grabbed me firmly by the chin and leaned over me, her angry face mere inches from mine, my cock still inside her.

– Don’t even think about cumming yet. I’m just getting started with you. – she said.

I barely managed to nod, as she leaned back and, keeping her eyes locked on mine, began to sway her hips.

Oh, such pleasure! I had already tasted the flavor of her pussy, but this, this just did not fucking compare. She smiled again, as she began to ride up and down on me, her cheeks slapping hard against my groin. It was so good, so damn good.

I could feel her breathing, getting more and more ragged, as she went down on me harder and harder. Water ran down her body, drawing little rivulets between her neck and her breasts, firm and gorgeous, bouncing before my rapt eyes.

I had to touch them, I needed to. But I saw a dangerous gleam in her eyes, and I remembered what had happened last time.

– Please Nadya… – I begged. – Let me… touch your tits, please…

She smiled, seemingly satisfied with my plea, and nodded. Immediately my hands shot out to her breasts. They were everything I had hoped for and more, the perfect size on my hands. Her nipples were hard and erect, and I rose to lick them.

She then grabbed my head, and squeezed me hard against her breasts, as she continued to ride me. She was driving me crazy. Almost desperately, I began to lick her breasts, while squeezing them at the same time, savoring every inch of them.

And then I heard HER moan. I couldn’t see her face, sunk as I was between her breasts, but I heard her. And I understood there and then that, just as she liked going hard on me, she also enjoyed me going hard on her. Invigorated by that one realization, I pinched both her nipples at the same time, while biting her tits hard. She moaned again, her hands digging into the back of my neck as she pressed me harder and harder against her, her cheeks slamming into me almost with violence.

It was too much, too much for me. Despite all my best efforts, I just couldn’t take it anymore. My cock was about to explode.

– Please, I cannot anymore… – I managed to say. – I need…

She wouldn’t let me finish the sentence. She pushed me back against the floor, covering my mouth with her hand while the other one clutched my neck. She began to descend on me faster, harder, without any mercy. Her face lit up with her cruel smile, and her breathing agitated as she fucked me with all her strength.

And that’s how I came inside her, my cries of pure bliss drowned out by her hand. She didn’t slow down until I released everything I had and just melted to the floor, drained and exhausted.

A few seconds passed, the silence broken by the sound of the shower and our heaving breaths. Still mounted over me, she brushed her wet hair from her face, and with a pleased smirk, leaned over me.

And then, to my utter surprise, she kissed me. It was a long, passionate kiss, her tongue running through every inch of my mouth. It was delicious, her taste and smell completely flooding my senses.

After kissing me, she left her face pressed close to mine, staring at me with an expression I had never seen on her before. Almost looked like tenderness.

– Good boy… I like you. – she said. – Let’s do this again.

She smiled ferociously, and playfully bit my ear before getting up. A final moan escaped me as I felt her pussy releasing my tired but still swollen penis, which caused Nadya to give a little chuckle, a wonderful sound I’d never heard before.

Without another word, she grabbed a towel hanging to the side and, after quickly scanning to make sure no one was around, stepped out of the shower, for the second time leaving me lying on the floor.

After a few seconds, I slowly stood up in the shower, feeling the cold water running down my overheated body. I was exhausted, drained… and happy. And as I stood there, recovering from what had just happened, I could only think of her last words.

“Let’s do this again.”

And I smiled.

NSFW: yes

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