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After a couple of days of settling into the new city, I decided to join a gym. It would help me to relax a bit after work as well as keep fit. At the entrance, I was greeted by a nice secretary who, after showing me around, completed my membership and handed me the keys to my locker. Once in the equipment room, I feel a little lost until an instructor shows up and advises me to start by doing 10 minutes of carpet. After finishing the warm-up I start my crunches. While I was doing my push-ups with difficulty, bringing my shoulders towards my knees, I noticed a figure watching me from behind. Once the exercise was over, he introduced himself and told me that he was an i-instructor. I ask him to repeat his name to me, because the first time I didn't understand it. He smilingly replied that his name is Gnatas.
Immediately, he gave me the idea of a polite and nice person. He told me that now he would follow me and that he would make me a personalized card. As I continued my abdominals, this time doing the low ones, bringing my legs to my chest, he gave me the impression that he was looking at my butt. An impression that turned into embarrassment when he repeatedly felt my buttocks to make sure I was doing them right. He told me that I should focus a lot on my butt because he thought it was very firm. I thanked him, trying to make it look normal.
He led me to another piece of equipment and there too he had me do the outside of my buttocks. Meanwhile, he kept me company by talking about nutrition. Initially, I thought he was gay, then, a beautiful girl came and took away all my doubts. She approached us, kissed him on the lips and thanked him for the previous night. He reciprocated, without showing excessive enthusiasm and said he was busy following me. Intrigued, I asked him if she was his girlfriend, and he told me that she was just a friend and that he had spent a night of sex with her. I told him she was very beautiful and, I don't know why I said she had a nice ass. He smiled and told me that I had a nicer one. My face I guess, showed all my surprise, because he continued asking me why I had that expression.
Embarrassed, I told him that I did not expect that compliment. He inve-ce, insisted, saying that I knew it and that is why I put it in evidence with that white pants almost adherent. He caught me off guard, actually those pants were almost a size too small, but I had bought them on sale without measuring them the day before. I tried to change the subject and he did the same. But that workout was extremely embarrassing for me. He was always at my side and even while I was doing triceps with a tool, he stood behind me resting his penis on my ass. That gesture made me crazy. I was excited and confused. I don't know what came over me. Instead of reacting in an appropriate way, I said nothing. He took comfort from that situation and insisted more and more.
While with his hands he followed the movement of my triceps, his pubes were tight to me. When he finished he told me "You did great". I felt myself collapsing. He had turned to me, with a feminine. Then he added "...Jenny". And he had also given me a woman's name. I stood still without saying a word. Then he pointed to a bench and said I should do pecs. Confused, I laid down and put my hands on the barbell, when I saw that he stood behind me, to help me by holding it from above. There I noticed for the first time his package. It looked huge and about to explode. I stared at him the whole time, without realizing it. He smiled and told me that the exercise was over. I can't explain my state of mind at that moment. Shame, excitement, confusion.
After doing that exercise three times, all three times I was lost in that vision. Finally, I took courage and tried to walk away, when he came toward me and said, "Where are you going Jenny?"
I stammered and said that I had to leave, that it was late. He grabbed me and said that I was done with my workout and that I should take a sauna. I re-explained that I hadn't purchased one and that it didn't matter. He told me it was a freebie and that I should do it right away or it wouldn't have any effect.
I was convinced, partly because it would relax me a bit. So I went into the locker room, took my robe and began the sauna, locking the door. Once inside I felt myself relaxing and found myself thinking about what had happened in the room. But what had I done? I've always had fantasies, but I've never shown any ambiguous behavior. How had that guy gotten me to agree to those things. He'd given me a woman's name, he'd put it on the back of me, and he also had a huge package. And I couldn't stop thinking about it. When all of a sudden the door opened. He walked in in his bathrobe and looking at me said "Hi Jenny." Surprised I told him the door was locked, but he replied that he had all the keys.
All of them. "You are beautiful" - he added. I stammered and replied "Gna-tas...sorry I don't understand..." "You will soon understand, honey.." . His confidence was intoxicating. It all seemed to have been decided already. He took off his robe and sat down on the chaise. I saw him naked. Rather, I saw his erect penis. Huge. It was almost up to his navel." Now sit down Jenny!" - he ordered me. Confused, he obeyed. But as I was about to sit next to him on the other chair, he waved his finger and said no. "But you said to..." he interrupted my sentence and said "Sit here!" pointing to his erect penis. I gasped, I couldn't believe my ears. He had ordered me to sit on his cock. And with such confidence! Like it was a natural thing to do. As I was thinking, I realized that I was standing on top of him, with my butt on top of his penis.
He meanwhile was touching it, and I imagine moistening it a bit. I lowered myself calmly, closing my eyes. Letting my weight help me take him in. I slid down so slowly that time seemed to never pass. I found myself on top of him with part of his member inside me. With a gentle and caring tone he asked me if it hurt, betraying a great excitement. I replied that it didn't hurt so much, but more than an answer it was a moan, a languid whisper. I felt like a woman now and ready to be fucked. I felt taken by an irrepressible desire for sex and my head whirled. I began from the first time in this evening to feel master of the situation and I began to ride him with fury.
I don't think he was expecting it, because he was surprised by my initiative. I was jumping up and down on his cock, squeezing my solid buttocks.I leaned back on his chest, trying to get as much of his cock inside me as I could. I imagined myself owning all of him in my ass, but I knew better. And I tried each time to improve my goal, raising my seat-king even higher and spreading my legs as wide as possible. Each time I felt him slide in a little more, like he was being sucked in. In the meantime he squeezed my buttocks with his hands, as if to hold me back and help me to take him further and further in.
Whimpering, he said to me: "You're such a big slut" Instead of offending me, those words excited me and I replied that he was right that I was a slut, a dirty whore and that I wanted his cock. Feeling a foreign body inside my ass made me a different person. A person I had perhaps been hiding for so long. Suddenly he pushed-if, as if to pull me aside and I stood up, feeling his cock coming out. "It's too big for you." I was disappointed and said I hadn't had it all up my ass. He burst out laughing. "Oh..Jenny..you've only as-sampled it.." then he stood up letting me sit on the chaise lounge. "You're not up to it yet.."
He was facing me standing with his legs open, his hands on his hips, while I sat looking down at him shyly into his eyes. I didn't know what to do. He told me to kiss him. I complied, kissing his member as if mesmerized. At that point my excitement reached an unprecedented limit, because I even opened my mouth and licked him. I don't know what I expected, but his reaction was unexpected. "What are you doing Jenny?"
He pulled back his member and helping himself with his hands he slapped me with his shaft then said to look him in the eye, while meanwhile he began to masturbate. "Did I tell you to lick it?" I didn't answer, but with my head I nodded negatively. "That's right..so you don't have to." That authoritative tone of his made me feel weak and protected at the same time. I lowered my eyes and saw his huge penis raging in his hands, as if it was ready to explode. "Look at me!Don't look at my cock!" I braced myself, and looked up. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to..." That way of mine, I think, ec-cited him enormously because he couldn't hold back and the first spurt center my still open mouth, then the next ones hit all around my face as I was spitting out the first spurt.
I brought my hands to my face to protect myself, but it was done. My face was flooded with cum and now my hands were too, trying to get it off. "Wha..what did you do?..go..go away!!!" I found myself whimpering again at his feet as I saw him zip up his bathrobe and head for the exit. "D..where are you going?" I said as I found myself alone in that sauna, on my knees, staring at my kneaded hands. As soon as I re-learned I immediately went to rinse off. I dried myself with my bathrobe as much as I could and ran to the changing room.
There, I dressed hastily, without showering, trying not to attract attention, but I felt frozen when I heard a voice behind me, asking me how I was. It was the instructor, who had seen my bright eyes. I said I had a headache and couldn't wait to get home. As I tried to leave, avoiding the conversation I saw Gnatas, coming out of the shower, massaging his package and watching me. Without con-tinuing the conversation, I grabbed my bag and headed home.
Immediately, he gave me the idea of a polite and nice person. He told me that now he would follow me and that he would make me a personalized card. As I continued my abdominals, this time doing the low ones, bringing my legs to my chest, he gave me the impression that he was looking at my butt. An impression that turned into embarrassment when he repeatedly felt my buttocks to make sure I was doing them right. He told me that I should focus a lot on my butt because he thought it was very firm. I thanked him, trying to make it look normal.
He led me to another piece of equipment and there too he had me do the outside of my buttocks. Meanwhile, he kept me company by talking about nutrition. Initially, I thought he was gay, then, a beautiful girl came and took away all my doubts. She approached us, kissed him on the lips and thanked him for the previous night. He reciprocated, without showing excessive enthusiasm and said he was busy following me. Intrigued, I asked him if she was his girlfriend, and he told me that she was just a friend and that he had spent a night of sex with her. I told him she was very beautiful and, I don't know why I said she had a nice ass. He smiled and told me that I had a nicer one. My face I guess, showed all my surprise, because he continued asking me why I had that expression.
Embarrassed, I told him that I did not expect that compliment. He inve-ce, insisted, saying that I knew it and that is why I put it in evidence with that white pants almost adherent. He caught me off guard, actually those pants were almost a size too small, but I had bought them on sale without measuring them the day before. I tried to change the subject and he did the same. But that workout was extremely embarrassing for me. He was always at my side and even while I was doing triceps with a tool, he stood behind me resting his penis on my ass. That gesture made me crazy. I was excited and confused. I don't know what came over me. Instead of reacting in an appropriate way, I said nothing. He took comfort from that situation and insisted more and more.
While with his hands he followed the movement of my triceps, his pubes were tight to me. When he finished he told me "You did great". I felt myself collapsing. He had turned to me, with a feminine. Then he added "...Jenny". And he had also given me a woman's name. I stood still without saying a word. Then he pointed to a bench and said I should do pecs. Confused, I laid down and put my hands on the barbell, when I saw that he stood behind me, to help me by holding it from above. There I noticed for the first time his package. It looked huge and about to explode. I stared at him the whole time, without realizing it. He smiled and told me that the exercise was over. I can't explain my state of mind at that moment. Shame, excitement, confusion.
After doing that exercise three times, all three times I was lost in that vision. Finally, I took courage and tried to walk away, when he came toward me and said, "Where are you going Jenny?"
I stammered and said that I had to leave, that it was late. He grabbed me and said that I was done with my workout and that I should take a sauna. I re-explained that I hadn't purchased one and that it didn't matter. He told me it was a freebie and that I should do it right away or it wouldn't have any effect.
I was convinced, partly because it would relax me a bit. So I went into the locker room, took my robe and began the sauna, locking the door. Once inside I felt myself relaxing and found myself thinking about what had happened in the room. But what had I done? I've always had fantasies, but I've never shown any ambiguous behavior. How had that guy gotten me to agree to those things. He'd given me a woman's name, he'd put it on the back of me, and he also had a huge package. And I couldn't stop thinking about it. When all of a sudden the door opened. He walked in in his bathrobe and looking at me said "Hi Jenny." Surprised I told him the door was locked, but he replied that he had all the keys.
All of them. "You are beautiful" - he added. I stammered and replied "Gna-tas...sorry I don't understand..." "You will soon understand, honey.." . His confidence was intoxicating. It all seemed to have been decided already. He took off his robe and sat down on the chaise. I saw him naked. Rather, I saw his erect penis. Huge. It was almost up to his navel." Now sit down Jenny!" - he ordered me. Confused, he obeyed. But as I was about to sit next to him on the other chair, he waved his finger and said no. "But you said to..." he interrupted my sentence and said "Sit here!" pointing to his erect penis. I gasped, I couldn't believe my ears. He had ordered me to sit on his cock. And with such confidence! Like it was a natural thing to do. As I was thinking, I realized that I was standing on top of him, with my butt on top of his penis.
He meanwhile was touching it, and I imagine moistening it a bit. I lowered myself calmly, closing my eyes. Letting my weight help me take him in. I slid down so slowly that time seemed to never pass. I found myself on top of him with part of his member inside me. With a gentle and caring tone he asked me if it hurt, betraying a great excitement. I replied that it didn't hurt so much, but more than an answer it was a moan, a languid whisper. I felt like a woman now and ready to be fucked. I felt taken by an irrepressible desire for sex and my head whirled. I began from the first time in this evening to feel master of the situation and I began to ride him with fury.
I don't think he was expecting it, because he was surprised by my initiative. I was jumping up and down on his cock, squeezing my solid buttocks.I leaned back on his chest, trying to get as much of his cock inside me as I could. I imagined myself owning all of him in my ass, but I knew better. And I tried each time to improve my goal, raising my seat-king even higher and spreading my legs as wide as possible. Each time I felt him slide in a little more, like he was being sucked in. In the meantime he squeezed my buttocks with his hands, as if to hold me back and help me to take him further and further in.
Whimpering, he said to me: "You're such a big slut" Instead of offending me, those words excited me and I replied that he was right that I was a slut, a dirty whore and that I wanted his cock. Feeling a foreign body inside my ass made me a different person. A person I had perhaps been hiding for so long. Suddenly he pushed-if, as if to pull me aside and I stood up, feeling his cock coming out. "It's too big for you." I was disappointed and said I hadn't had it all up my ass. He burst out laughing. "Oh..Jenny..you've only as-sampled it.." then he stood up letting me sit on the chaise lounge. "You're not up to it yet.."
He was facing me standing with his legs open, his hands on his hips, while I sat looking down at him shyly into his eyes. I didn't know what to do. He told me to kiss him. I complied, kissing his member as if mesmerized. At that point my excitement reached an unprecedented limit, because I even opened my mouth and licked him. I don't know what I expected, but his reaction was unexpected. "What are you doing Jenny?"
He pulled back his member and helping himself with his hands he slapped me with his shaft then said to look him in the eye, while meanwhile he began to masturbate. "Did I tell you to lick it?" I didn't answer, but with my head I nodded negatively. "That's right..so you don't have to." That authoritative tone of his made me feel weak and protected at the same time. I lowered my eyes and saw his huge penis raging in his hands, as if it was ready to explode. "Look at me!Don't look at my cock!" I braced myself, and looked up. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to..." That way of mine, I think, ec-cited him enormously because he couldn't hold back and the first spurt center my still open mouth, then the next ones hit all around my face as I was spitting out the first spurt.
I brought my hands to my face to protect myself, but it was done. My face was flooded with cum and now my hands were too, trying to get it off. "Wha..what did you do?..go..go away!!!" I found myself whimpering again at his feet as I saw him zip up his bathrobe and head for the exit. "D..where are you going?" I said as I found myself alone in that sauna, on my knees, staring at my kneaded hands. As soon as I re-learned I immediately went to rinse off. I dried myself with my bathrobe as much as I could and ran to the changing room.
There, I dressed hastily, without showering, trying not to attract attention, but I felt frozen when I heard a voice behind me, asking me how I was. It was the instructor, who had seen my bright eyes. I said I had a headache and couldn't wait to get home. As I tried to leave, avoiding the conversation I saw Gnatas, coming out of the shower, massaging his package and watching me. Without con-tinuing the conversation, I grabbed my bag and headed home.
