Whispers in the Locker Room

The gym was bustling with activity, sweaty bodies grunting and panting as they pushed themselves to their limits. But in the corner of the locker room, a different kind of exertion was taking place.

Behind a half-closed door, a woman was slowly undressing, her body glistening with sweat. She wore a skimpy piece of lingerie, a matching set of a lacy bra and panties that left little to the imagination. She let out a sigh of satisfaction as she slipped off her bra, her full breasts spilling out.

She wasn’t alone for long. A man entered the room, his eyes immediately drawn to the partially nude woman. She looked up and caught his gaze, a small smile playing on her lips. She knew what he wanted, and she was more than willing to give it to him.

He approached her, his eyes never leaving her body. He reached out, his fingers lightly tracing the outline of her bra. She shivered at his touch, her nipples hardening under his gaze. He leaned in, his lips brushing against her ear.

“I’ve been watching you,” he whispered, his breath hot against her skin. “You’re so beautiful.”

She turned to face him, her eyes locked on his. She could feel the heat radiating off his body, the desire burning in his eyes. She reached up, her fingers tangling in his hair as she pulled him closer.

Their lips met in a passionate kiss, their tongues dancing together as they explored each other’s mouths. He ran his hands down her body, cupping her breasts and pinching her nipples. She moaned into his mouth, her hips grinding against his.

He broke the kiss, his lips trailing down her neck as he made his way to her breasts. He took one nipple into his mouth, sucking and biting gently. She cried out, her back arching as she pressed herself against him.

He reached down, his fingers sliding under the waistband of her panties. She was already wet, her juices coating his fingers as he explored her folds. He slipped a finger inside her, groaning at how tight she was.

She wrapped her legs around him, pulling him closer as she rocked her hips against his hand. He added another finger, stretching her as he prepared her for his cock. She was moaning loudly now, her breath coming in short gasps.

He couldn’t wait any longer. He pulled his fingers out, replacing them with his cock. She was so wet that he slid in easily, her muscles clenching around him as he filled her.

They moved together, their bodies slick with sweat as they chased their release. He thrust into her harder and harder, their bodies slapping together as they reached their peak.

She came first, her muscles clenching around him as she cried out his name. He followed soon after, his cock twitching inside her as he emptied himself.

They collapsed onto the bench, their bodies spent. She looked up at him, her eyes shining with pleasure.

“Again?” she asked, a mischievous smile on her lips.

He grinned, his cock already stirring at the thought.

“Again,” he agreed.

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