It was a hot summer day when I first laid eyes on her. I was at the gym, minding my own business on the treadmill, when she walked in. She had a tight ponytail, her dark hair cascading down her back in a sleek waterfall. Her gym clothes clung to her toned body, showing off every curve and muscle. I couldn’t take my eyes off of her.
Over the next few weeks, I found myself going to the gym at the same time she did, just to catch a glimpse of her. I would watch as she lifted weights, her muscles flexing and bulging with each rep. I was in awe of her strength and determination.
One day, as I was leaving the gym, I saw her sitting alone at a table in the café. I gathered my courage and approached her.
“Hi,” I said, my voice barely above a whisper. “I’ve seen you here before. You’re really strong.”
She looked up at me and smiled. “Thanks. I’ve seen you too. You’re not so bad yourself.”
We started talking, and before I knew it, we were laughing and joking like old friends. I couldn’t believe how easy it was to talk to her.
As the days went on, our friendship grew stronger. We would meet at the gym, work out together, and then grab a coffee or a smoothie afterwards. I found myself looking forward to seeing her more and more.
One day, as we were leaving the gym, she turned to me and said, “Do you want to come back to my place and hang out?”
I couldn’t believe it. Was she asking me out on a date? I quickly agreed, and we made our way to her apartment.
As soon as we walked in, she grabbed me and pulled me close. Our lips met in a passionate kiss, our tongues dancing and exploring. She ran her hands through my hair, pulling me closer.
I could feel her body against mine, her muscles tense and ready. I reached down and grabbed her ass, pulling her closer still.
She broke the kiss and pulled off her shirt, revealing her firm, toned breasts. I reached out and touched them, my fingers tracing circles around her nipples. She moaned and closed her eyes, her head falling back.
I bent down and took one of her nipples in my mouth, sucking and biting gently. She ran her fingers through my hair, pulling me closer.
She reached down and grabbed my cock, stroking it through my shorts. I moaned and closed my eyes, my head falling back.
She pulled my shorts down, freeing my cock. She wrapped her hand around it and began to stroke it, her grip firm and sure.
I reached down and grabbed her pussy, rubbing her clit through her shorts. She moaned and closed her eyes, her head falling back.
She pulled her shorts off, revealing her bare pussy. I bent down and began to lick it, my tongue tracing circles around her clit. She moaned and grabbed my head, pulling me closer.
I stood up and entered her, my cock sliding in easily. She moaned and closed her eyes, her head falling back.
We fucked for what seemed like hours, our bodies moving and grinding against each other. She moaned and screamed, her pussy clenching and unclenching around my cock.
Finally, we both came, our bodies shaking and convulsing. We collapsed onto the bed, our bodies spent and satisfied.
As I lay there, my head resting on her chest, I knew that I had found something special. I had found a connection, a bond that would last a lifetime.
And I knew that I would never let her go.
