I toweled off in my steam-fogged bathroom. To my dislike, rubbing the thick cloth against myself made my lower body jiggle. I flung the white towel over a hanger and wiped off the moisture from the mirror with my hand. When I saw my reflection, I remembered the comment of my ex boyfriend.he said I will look good in hostess uniform.
I walked on the treadmill for half an hour but got bored. I did some leg and glute workouts, which I had researched online. I got tired out and decided i had done enough for my first workout, so i headed to the indoor pool. I glided into the water, waist-deep. It was cold, making my nipples constrict. They were probably noticeable to everyone, since I had packed my body into the swimsuit. To my disappointment, in the pool, senior citizens were doing water aerobics and mothers played with young kids splashing.In the women's locker room, i noticed a sauna. I shed my bathing suit, rinsed off in the shower quickly and, with only a towel wrapped around me, stepped into the aspen-walled room. The heat took my breath away for a moment. I sat on an upper row of wooden benches and let myself get accustomed to the high temperature and the dry air.
I was alone so I dropped the towel, baring my heavy breasts but kept my lap covered. Trying to keep my eyes close because I felt peace and tranquility I started hearing footsteps,giggling I really didn't have it in me to try and cover up The sauna's door opened, and in stepped a teenage girl and her boyfriend. Both of them were flirting and playing when they came in but were silenced when they saw me, bare-chested.
"Oh, my god, I am so sorry," the girl said, aghast.
I opened my eyes and saw the girl's embarrassment and the boy's astonishment. He had been sexually sucker-punched. He was obviously staring at my tits, because his mouth fell open but then it twisted into a grin. He all but forgot his petite, young girlfriend. Men!
I looked at the girl My breasts were much larger than the girl's, though the girl's were perkier. For some reason, my boobs had grabbed the boy's attention and hadn't let go.
"I'm so sorry," the girl muttered, "we need to leave." She had to drag her dumbfounded boyfriend out of the sauna.
While awkward, i was pleased to know i still had the power to catch and keep the attention of all sorts of men, no matter the age after the terrible breakup I had.i visited the gym regularly, working out and watching people. I started to attend a yoga session a dance class and a kickboxing class anything to make me fee better. I began to feel better.
One evening, I laid down on a weight bench, ready to give the weight bar a few pumps. Before I could lift the bar from the rests though, someone asked me, "Do you need a spotter, ma'am?"
I sat up. "Ma'am?" really? ma'am?was I losing it?
"Hi, I'm Blake."
It was the same guy who had barged into the sauna with his girlfriend a few weeks ago.
"It's only forty-five pounds. I think I can lift it. And my name is Jasmine not 'ma'am.'"
"Try a couple of lifts and then maybe we can add some weight," he suggested.
On my back, i lifted it easily four times. Before the fifth, he stopped me.
"You can up this weight."
I looked up at him. "I don't want the bar to fall and crush me."
"You can do more than you think you can. Let's push it a little more."
"Push it good, push it real good?"
I laid on my back. Feet pressed onto the rubber floor mat, hands gripping the weight bar, I lifted and immediately set the bar back on the rests. "This is going to be a lot heavier. Be ready to help."
I tilted my head back and looked up at him. He was tall and I thought he was kind of cute from that angle. Nice head of curly hair, a young muscular body, strong hands.
"I got you on this, don't worry. I'll help lift it if you need any. You got this though. Power through it."
I settled in again. I heaved the bar from the rests and held it directly above my chest. My biceps and triceps wriggled but tightened when i brought the bar down and then pushed it up. One. Two. Three. Four. Five. Then Blake guided the bar onto the rests.
"Great job. I knew you could do it."
I sat up. "That was easier than I thought."
I decided to keep this guy around for a little while. A young guy couldn't be that bad. "Can you add five more pounds onto each side for me? I'll do a set of five, if I can."
Blake trotted to the weight tree and took two small plates.i watched him move. A lean young man, I noticed he had toned the muscles in his arms and shoulders. His legs were strong and he had a cute butt. He matched the little girl he had come into the sauna with.Blake positioned himself at the head of the weight bench and helped me lift the weight bar from the rests.
"Ready for this?" he asked.
I lowered the bar and it came down faster than expected. My arms took the weight though and I heaved it up.
"One," he said.
I lowered and lifted it again.
"Two."
Down and up.
"Three."
Down and up.
"Four."
I gritted my teeth and felt sweat bead along my scalp. My muscles were near their maximum. I heaved it up.
"Five. You got this. Give me two more."
"Two?" I asked, before taking my arms from the straight locked position.
"Come on. I know you can do it," he encouraged me. "Exhale on the way up. Push it."i know I enjoy spending time with him but this is something!
I brought the bar down but, going up, my right arm raised higher than my left. I couldn't raise the bar, which put it at an awkward angle. But Blake reached down to offer help. When he did, his shorts brushed over my face. I glanced up, to see Blake packed tightly in a tiny pair of black jockeys. In that quick moment, i noticed he was pleased to be working with me.
with Blake's help, I put the weight bar safely in its rest. I sat up and wiped my forehead with the back of my hand.
"I knew you could lift that weight." He handed me a small towel. "You've really gotten stronger and toned over the past few months."
His comment surprised me. I spun toward him. He'd been watching me.
"Over the past few months?"i don't think I have seen him much
At the gym, i thought I was the one scanning the scene, but others on the scene we're checking me out. I wondered how many more people.
I thanked Blake for his help and his encouragement. "I've enjoyed coming to the gym. It's been good for me."
"How often do you make it here?" he asked.
I huffed with a smile. Like he didn't know. "Three times a week at most. Long days at the office, cleaning the house, my favorite TV dramas, it all takes up most evenings."
Blake laughed.
"You have a girlfriend?"i asked wanting to be sure of his status
"Had. We broke up a month or two ago."
I touched his arm, wondering how he'd react. My touch flipped his demeanor. He caught my signal. "I'm sorry to hear that. There are more girls out there. Look at them all in here. Cute butts everywhere."
"Here? I don't think so. I've not found anyone."
"Did you and your old girlfriend come here? Spend time in the saunas?"
Blakes cheeks reddened and he released a groan of embarrassment, putting his face in his hand. "That day. Ha! I knew you'd remember. How embarrassing, every part of it."
"Every part?"
"Don't take that the wrong way. I mean, I don't want to say every part was … Well, everything I did was … I should have …"
"I hope not every part of it was embarrassing," I said, with a wanton smile.i have beautiful boobs it's nothing to be ashamed of.he have seen them too and I know.
"I am embarrassed by what I did. To be honest though," he paused before he continued, as if questioning his next statement. "It's taken me a long time before I would come up to you. I hated the idea of you remembering me." His eyes moved right and left, looking all around the room, except at me.
What he did?he didn't really do much walked in one me naked that's not his fault but mine I laid myself there naked like I was in my house."Don't worry about it." I touched his hand again. "I get a lot of looks from, well, from everywhere."
Blake stood there, quietly. He may have been getting over what he had just admitted to me.
"Before you go, do you want to, uh …" He paused and ran his fingers through his hair, glancing away from me, like he had before. He became like a shy boy attempting to ask out a long-time crush. Maybe he was.
I encouraged him with a smile to be more straightforward."After a workout the sauna is a good place to hang out and relax. I'm heading there if you want to come too."
"Come with you?" I let the innuendo linger I was really enjoying it I still had it in me."Do we go to the men's or the women's sauna?"i was enjoying the conversation and the way I was making him feel.
He was bowled over by my quick yes. He must not have thought I would go for his suggestion. Seeing how willing I was, he became more outgoing, strong, confident.
"I think the men's sauna is more keen to allowing in the opposite sex."
Standing and patting off my chest and neck with the towel, i leaned closer to him and let my breasts brush up against him. "I like how you said that word."
"Sauna?"
"No. How you said 'sex.'"
I smiled I know he wasn't expecting that
"Blake," i spoke slowly and doused my question with keen interest. "What do you want to do in the sauna?"
"As the spirit leads he said with a devilish smile"
To my surprise, his response showed a measured repose. He was not some horny, young dude who'd fuck any girl that came along. He was willing to play and play hard for me and liked that.
He led me from the workout gym, passed the rock-climbing wall and into the men's locker room. It was empty.i was slower than Blake in getting ready for the sauna. Biding my time to get a sense of what Blake had in mind. He was going to have to lead the way. At a locker, he slid his shirt over his head and glanced over his shoulder before he let his shorts drop to the floor. "You going in the sauna like that?" he asked.
Without responding i took off my shirt and pulled down my shorts, standing there in a tight sports bra and underwear. Equaling what he had shed.
He tossed me a folded towel. "You might need this."
"For what?"
"In case you want a little covering."
"You think I'm shy?"
"You were slow in undressing. I wanted to make sure you're comfortable."
"I am comfortable—perfectly comfortable. I'm trying to figure out what I'm up against, who I'm dealing with."
He smirked. He took down his jockeys and,and I must say I was impressed i wasn't sure what i was expecting to see but i could not conceal my thoughts. I stared like he had stared at me when he had unexpectedly walked in on me topless.
Without a towel, he stepped to the sauna door. "It'll be in here. I'll be in here. Whichever one you want.""You're so sure about my wanting something?"
He raised his eyebrows confidently. "Try to say no, just try."
That taunt steamed me up.few hours ago he was acting all shy and innocent I didn't know he had it in him to be flirtatious.If he hadn't been so damn cute and flirtatious, i would have walked out in disappointment. But it was him. No, it was his desire to pursue and capture and, once captured, take for his own. He had hunted me down since i first came to the gym, caught me tonight by playing calm, shy, innocent ,cool, and then proving himself powerful. And a nice-sized dick hung from the front of him. He was likely a go-hard, go-long young man. Everything was waiting for me in that hot, hot room.and I really needed this I have had a rough time.
I peeled off the sweaty bra. Relieved, I massaged my heavy tits after they had been packed too tight in the unbreathable fabric. I lifted them and squeezed. I tweaked my nipples, which had been crushed uncomfortably when they hardened during my workout with Blake.
I shimmied my sports underwear over my thighs and down to my ankles. While doing so, the locker room door creaked open and an old man with a round belly walked around the corner.
"Oh my!" he exclaimed. "I'm sorry I didn't …" He scooted out the same door he came through.
I turned back, smiling
Naked and a towel in hand, i walked into the sauna to see Blake, soaking in the heat. The white knit towel covered only his waist.
As the door closed, he stood and stepped forward, pinned me against the wooden wall and kissed me. He nibbled on my earlobe, tugging on it. He kissed the base of my neck. His hands cupped my butt, moved over my hips, passed my waist, to cup my tits. He massaged them and kneaded them. He lifted my breasts like they were precious he had been admiring the breast,he have seen it before now and I was sure he dreamt of feeling it now he has the chance to lick it too. I put my head against the wall and let him move across my body, lightening weight from my back. My hands could not remain still for long. I dragged my fingernails over his shoulders, down his back, and burrowed them into his fleshy ass. He hissed in the sharp pain. I released my grip and scratched my way to his erection, then grabbed its already hard dick.
"Glad I made it." Then I whispered to him, "You're a young man, I expect a lot from you. Listen, this isn't love-making. I want a fuck, I want to be fucked,long and hard."
He sat on the bench and guided me over his lap. I braced myself as i let the tip of his cock rub my thighs and touch my outer pussy.i ah'ed when its head touched my intimate lips, spread them and entered in. The pleasure emanated around my lower body and spun my mind to where nothing else mattered. I bobbed slowly up and down, letting Blake's dick rush deep inside my narrow passage. His hands locked onto my waist to keep me steady. I felt his reactions to my pussy when his hands dug deep into my flesh. Along with his grip, he thrust into me in pure pleasure. He pumped into me fast, without breaking.
I pulled off of him. Before he could catch his breath from the sex and the heat, I sat on his cock facing him. I fed him my breasts.
"You've loved these tits for a long time, haven't you?" I asked. "Dreamed of them, wanted your hands on them, wanted them in your mouth."
He tried to respond but my large boob popped into his mouth. He sucked and cherished those tits. He tugged the breast with his teeth and suctioned it with his lips and then let my tit fall out. He lapped my nipple, circled around it and flicked it with his tongue. He massaged them, kneaded them until I had to stop him the feeling was crazy the pleasure was too much his lips on my boobs felt satisfying.
"I've wanted you since the day I walked in on you," he finally admitted.
"Your little girlfriend didn't have enough to satisfy?""Ha! She was a little girl compared to you." I fed him my other breast and made him balance out the play and sucking. He bit again and kneaded the heavy tit. I lavished his mouth.
The sex wasn't the only reason my head began to spin. The heat. I climbed off him and led him from the sauna and into the showers. I turned on the hot water. The water ran down our bodies. I put my hands on the wall, blocking him against the tiles. I leaned forward. "How is this woman compared to the other girls you've had?"
He kissed me hard. He ran his hands down my back and grabbed my ass. "Nothing's as good. You know what to do."
I smiled. I bent my ass to him and backed up into his hard dick.
And he thrusted fully in.i looked over my shoulder, into his eyes. "Fuck me, hard and fast." i spread my ass cheeks wide, stretching them apart. Blake grabbed me and slid his dick inside of my pussy again. I felt the rod ram into me and rush in and out, slapping against my butt and the water splashing on the tile floor in their rhythm.
I slapped the white tiled wall. I flung my head back, water flicking off my hair, as I enjoyed his dick deep inside. I reached back to put my hand on him. Blake grunted and rammed me harder and faster. More water splashing and splattering everywhere. My wet hair whipping them.
I saw his teeth clench. "Come on, boy, finish it! Give it to me!" i nearly growled.i was enjoying the feel of his dick inside me
He sped up, going erratically. Thrusting in and out while squeezing my ass His body jolted. He paused as he filled me with his load of cum. He slowed and eased himself out of me.i rested against the cool walls, and he leaned forward, catching his breath.
I bowed my head under the water spraying from the shower head. "I needed that. Glad we hooked up tonight."
Blake struggled to talk, following his explosion. "Me too" is all he could muster.
Later, I came home, entering through the garage.
"Good night at the gym?" my roommate asked."Better than usual. I lifted more weight than before."
"Glad things are going well. You're looking better. Even a little less stressed. Keep it up."
I flung my gym bag over my shoulder. "I am keeping it up, trust me, I am."i smiled I really did have a good time!