In the gritty underbelly of the city, there was a gym that attracted a rougher crowd. It was here that I first saw her, her dark hair cascading down her back in wild curls as she lifted weights with a fierce determination. She was a sight to behold, her muscles rippling under her tanned skin, a intricate tattoo of a snake winding down her arm.
I couldn’t take my eyes off of her, and it wasn’t long before she noticed me. She approached me, her hips swaying hypnotically, and asked if I would spot her. I agreed, and as I watched her lift the heavy weights, I felt a heat building inside of me.
After her workout, she invited me to join her for a drink. We sat at the bar, our legs brushing against each other and, I could feel the electricity between us. She told me about her life, her dreams, and her fears, and I found myself opening up to her in a way I never had before.
As the night wore on, our conversation became more and more flirtatious. She leaned in close, her lips brushing against my ear as she whispered suggestive comments. I could feel my heart racing as she traced her fingers down my arm, sending shivers down my spine.
Without a word, she took my hand and led me to the back room. She pushed me against the wall, her lips crashing against mine in a passionate kiss. She ran her hands over my body, her touch sending waves of pleasure through me.
She broke the kiss, her lips trailing down my neck as she made her way to my breasts. She cupped them in her hands, her thumbs rubbing circles over my nipples until they were hard and aching. She took one in her mouth, her tongue flicking over the sensitive tip as I moaned with pleasure.
She continued to explore my body, her fingers tracing a path down my stomach and into my panties. She stroked my clit, her fingers sliding easily through my wetness. I gasped as she plunged two fingers inside of me, her thumb continuing to rub circles over my clit.
I couldn’t take it any longer. I grabbed her hair, pulling her up for a kiss as I reached for her pants. I stroked her cock, already hard and ready for me. She moaned as I stroked her, her hips bucking as I increased my pace.
She pushed me onto the bed, her cock sliding easily into my wet pussy. She thrust into me, her hips moving in a steady rhythm as I moaned with pleasure. She reached down, her fingers finding my clit as she stroked me in time with his thrusts.
I felt the familiar tension building inside of me, my orgasm just out of reach. She increased her pace, her thrusts becoming more urgent as I cried out with pleasure. I felt the waves of pleasure crashing over me as I came, my pussy tightening around his cock as he continued to thrust into me.
He followed soon after, his cock twitching inside of me as he came. He collapsed on top of me, his breath hot against my neck as we both came down from our high.
We lay there for a moment, our bodies slick with sweat and cum. She brushed a strand of hair from my face, her touch gentle and loving. I knew in that moment that I had found something special, something that I would never let go of.
As we got dressed, she turned to me and smiled. “Same time tomorrow?” she asked, her eyes sparkling with mischief.
I grinned, already looking forward to our next encounter. “You can count on it,” I replied, my heart already racing at the thought of what was to come.
