In the small town of Forks, Washington, there was a gym like no other. It was called the Cleavage Gym, known for its female trainers with ample bosoms that bounced with every movement they made. Men from all over town flocked to this gym, not necessarily for the high-quality equipment or professional training, but for the tantalizing views.
On a rainy afternoon, a young man named Ethan walked into the Cleavage Gym. He had heard tales of the gym and wanted to see it for himself. As he scanned the room, his eyes were immediately drawn to a woman near the front desk. Her name tag read “Luscious Linda, 22.” She was a stunning brunette with curves in all the right places. Her low-cut top revealed an impressive amount of cleavage, which heaved with every breath she took.
Ethan approached Linda, signing up for a membership on the spot. As she entered his information into the computer, her eyes met his. He could feel the heat radiating from her gaze. She leaned in closer, her breasts brushing against his arm.
“First time here?” she asked, her voice sultry and inviting.
Ethan nodded, unable to find his voice.
“Well, I’ll have to give you the grand tour,” she said, winking at him.
Linda led Ethan around the gym, showing him the various machines and weights. With every step, her hips swayed, and Ethan found himself struggling to focus on anything but her curves.
As they reached the back of the gym, Linda stopped in front of a private room. “This is where we do personal training sessions,” she said, opening the door.
Ethan followed her inside, his heart pounding in his chest. The room was dimly lit, with soft music playing in the background. Linda turned to face him, her eyes heavy with desire.
Without a word, she stepped closer, pressing her body against his. Her breasts mashed against his chest, and he could feel her nipples hardening through the fabric of her top.
Linda reached up, running her fingers through Ethan’s hair. She pulled him closer, their lips meeting in a passionate kiss. Her tongue darted out, exploring his mouth.
Ethan’s hands roamed over Linda’s body, cupping her breasts and squeezing gently. She moaned, her hips grinding against his.
Breaking the kiss, Linda reached down, unbuttoning Ethan’s pants. She pulled his cock out, stroking it gently.
“I’ve wanted you since you walked in here,” she whispered, her breath hot against his ear.
Ethan groaned, his hips thrusting forward. Linda sank to her knees, taking his cock into her mouth. She sucked and licked, her tongue swirling around the head.
Ethan’s hands gripped Linda’s hair, guiding her movements. She hummed with pleasure, the vibrations sending shivers down his spine.
After a few minutes, Linda stood up, pushing Ethan onto the nearby bench. She straddled him, guiding his cock inside her.
They moved together, their bodies slick with sweat. Ethan’s hands gripped Linda’s hips, helping her ride him harder.
Linda’s breasts bounced with every thrust, her moans filling the room. Ethan could feel himself getting closer to the edge, his balls tightening.
“I’m close,” he gasped, his hips bucking faster.
Linda leaned down, her breasts pressing against his chest. She kissed him deeply, their tongues tangling.
With a final thrust, Ethan came hard, his cock pulsing inside Linda. She moaned, milking every last drop from him.
Breathless, they collapsed onto the bench, their bodies entwined.
“Welcome to the Cleavage Gym,” Linda whispered, her voice filled with satisfaction.
Ethan could only nod, still trying to catch his breath. He knew he had found his new favorite place.
