OK Deco, I'll help you out. I posted this a while back, though I like the response that I get when I post it. I like to repost it now and then for the new folks... I have two more, if you like...
I was in the gym the other day, as usual. I was working hard on upper body, getting a pretty deep burn on my bi's. An incredibly fit gal came up next to me, and began dong some dumbell curls. She did a great set, pushing hard at the end for a good burn. You could tell it hurt by the strained look on her face, and her sweat. You could tell she was giving it her all. She had a beautiful lean musculature with good vascularity, that really showed while she was pushing out that set of curls. Being that very fit ladies are my weakness, I couldn't help but look over at her several times. We were side by side, both looking into the mirror. It was so easy just to keep watching her do her sets. She caught me a couple of times giving her the long look. I hoped that I didn't look like a goof, but I was quite overcome by her. I was getting that weak kneed feeling, ya know. Trying not to embarrass myself, I shook it off, and went back to my last set of curls. I was quite energized by the encounter, and I was able to push out quite a few extra reps. I was really sweaty now, and my arms felt like they were going to explode. My forearms even showed some pretty good vascularity too, I thought. Anyway, I noticed her looking over at me! I nearly stumbled, in my exhausted state. You gals know that "leap" that you feel inside your chest when you think someone you like has made a "connection" with you, right? Well, that is what happened to me. It was difficult to stand! Anyway, I built up the nerve to speak to her. I introduced myself, and complimented her on her great physique. My heart was really racing now. Already exhausted and sweaty, it felt like the sweat was just running off of me. However, I noticed the same with her! She complimented my physique as well, and asked how long I'd been working out. We shared introductions and some more words and compliments. My new friend Bev said she had to go clean up for an appointment. We parted, I walked away, weak kneed and feet dragging. I hope it was not too noticeable. Newly energized, I did my ANOTHER final set of curls with a little extra weight. I did some serious forced reps, and then spent a few minutes in cooldown. However, I was anything but cool at the end, thinking about my encounter with Bev. It was time for me to clean up, so I headed to the locker room. I was getting undressed, admiring my body a little from my hard workout, and guess who I notice standing next to me in a towel?
Bev stood there next to me and said "Hi!" I knew by the way she looked, that she meant more than just "Hi". I said "Hi" back to her, in an inquisitive manner. "I noticed how you were looking at me.", she said. Again, feeling weak kneed, I had to sit down! Bev followed, and sat next to me. "Yeah," I said, "I couldn't help but notice how great you looked! I very much admire the hard work it takes to be as fit as you are!" Bev added, "Do you more than just admire it?" My heart was racing so fast at this point, I thought it was going to just burst out of my chest! "Well, yeah, I must admit that it does do a lot for me in other ways too," I replied. "Me too," Bev exclaimed! I don't know why I did it, but I did a little bicep flex thing. It felt good and full from the hard workout. I'm glad I did it, because she reached out and touched it gently. She gave my bicep a little squeeze, and Bev puckered her lips, as to say "OOO..." I was so excited, my leg started shaking. I did my best to control it. She slowly moved her hand and felt my deltoid, and then slowly moved her hand down to my breast. Though still in my workout bra, her touch made me quiver. I was so excited by this point, I was feeling faint! She touched my breast gently, then removed her hand. Her mouth was open now, and she let out sort of a sigh. My mouth was open too, somewhat in disbelief, but amazed at what she had done. I can't think of a time that I was more energized and ready for more!
During her exploring with her hand, she was leaning on her right arm on the bench seat. Her weight being held by her arm, I saw the vein in her bicep stand out proudly. Her tricep was flexed under her weight. I reached out my hand and touched her shoulder. Not having quite the courage she did, I slowly moved my hand down her arm instead of the other direction. It was nicely firm and her vascularity felt wonderful. Her tricep was compact, but quite hard when I gave it a squeeze. I could tell she had given it a good workout. She watched my hand as it traveled down to her hand. I felt her wonderful musculature all of the way down her harm. She looked at me with approval, and raised her eyebrows. She moved a bit, and let the corner of her towel drop...
Sorry again, I've been busy! I hope you will find that it is worth the wait. I've been thinking about this ever since it happened, and I still get wet thinking about it! Thanks for your patience! Hold on, here we go! Make sure and close your eyes and imagine this as we go. Well, you might have to peek a little with one eye so that you can read!
Her towel revealed a perfect, pert little breast. I say little, because it was wonderfully natural and unenhanced. But, it was nicely sized and complementary to her physique. It was pale, with tan lines from sun exposure, apparently from a not so large bikini top. Her nipple was dark, and perfectly proportioned to her breast size. I know that my mouth dropped open, and I must have looked like a goof, but I was overwhelmed with excitement and it was a bit difficult to retain my composure. Somehow in the tension of the moment, I broke through my fear and reached out for her breast. My hand was a bit shaky from the rush of adrenalin that was racing through my body. She looked at my hand, and as it touched her breast, she took a quick inhale and made herself more upright then arched her back as to make her breast reach out more toward my hand. I think she even flexed her pectoral muscle, which made her breast jump out slightly. Her skin was tight, and her breast was nicely firm. It fit well in my hand, and I slowly massaged it taking notice of it’s shape and texture. I caught myself licking my lips, but I don’t think that bothered her. I rolled her nipple very lightly between my thumb and index finger. As I did this, her breathing indicated an appreciation for my touches. At this point, she smiled, and swung her right leg over the bench. As she strattled the bench, she leaned back so slightly, and was now holding herself up with both arms. This allowed the towel to drop completely off of her front torso. I think I said “wow!” because that revealed a very beautiful and trim abdomen, which showed many hours of hard work and diet. Her ribs showed as well, and her abs flexed with each breath! Bev was an incredible example of pure femininity! She arched her back more, which was calling out for both of my hands to explore. I swung my left leg over the bench, so then I faced her squarely. I slid her direction until our knees touched. Even that made my heart leap! I reached out with both hands and touched her neck. Bev bent her head back, and her long wet hair touched the bench behind her. The wetness from her neck helped my hands slide nicely down her torso. Cradling both breasts on the way down, she began to take some quick short, but shaky breaths. I felt a little better to know that she seemed like she was beginning to loose herself too, and that she was becoming quite aroused. I wanted to stay with her breasts longer, but I wanted to do more exploring. Her deltoid muscles were tight from holding her weight. They were very defined, and looked as if she had cords under her skin. I had to touch those too. They were very hard, and had a large vein going through them, on the way to her biceps. They were firm too, full from her hard workout, and from her current raised blood pressure. I returned to her torso with my hands, and slid down her chest to her abs. They were tight, and flexing with her breathing. My fingers slid from separation to separation in her muscles. She then snapped her head up and said, “Wait just a minute!” looking serious. “This is not even fair!” I recoiled rather quickly, with a dumbfounded look on my face, I am sure. I did not know what I had done to offend her, since every indication I saw told me that she was enjoying my exploration of her body. Then it dawned on me that since her towel had dropped completely off, that she was completely nude, and that I still had on my workout bra and panties! I guess that I was so focused on her wonderfully tight torso, that I didn’t even notice things lower. She then smiled and reached for my workout bra. I raised my arms, which were still shaking, and she slid it slowly off of my arms. Before it was completely off, she made a quick move and started to lick my nipple! A bit unexpected, I flinched and laughed, since it was ticklish at this point. Bev said, “I’m sorry, do you not want me to do this?” I said, “Oh, please continue! I just wasn’t expecting it!” She resumed her slow but positive licking of my breast. I then leaned back on both arms, and enjoyed her performance. Without stopping she reached for my panties. I put my feet together on the bench and lifted my bottom. While still doing her licking she started my panties down off of my buns. She took her hand and got them down to my knees. I continued the removal process with my foot, and discarded them gladly on the floor. I was a sopping mess. Sweaty from the workout, and wet from extreme arousal, I was a wet mess! I’m sure my breasts were salty from sweat too, but that didn’t seem to bother Bev. She must have thought it to be seasoning.
Since I was basically laying down at this point from the unpantying, I continued to lay fully down on the bench. Bev overtook me from above, continuing her licking, and massaging my other breasts firmly with her other hand. My mouth was open, and I was bellowing for air. My heart was racing, and my extremities were tingling from the extra oxygen. As she continued, I ran my fingers through her long blonde hair. She then slid her knee up the bench, and placed it between my legs. She placed her knee firmly onto my sopping wet mess, and began to grind slowly. At this point, I could do nothing but moan. I’m not sure exactly what I was saying, but I think I said, “Oh my God, I can’t believe it!” She had hit my clitoris perfectly with her knee. She knew exactly where to go to make me squirm! Then, in a lack of judgement, I said with labored breathing, “I thought you had an appointment.” She quickly said, “I can reschedule. I found something I would much rather do.”
With a renewed courage, I grabbed her head and pulled in into mine. We kissed hard, and with vigor. We exchanged tongues several times, and broke for badly needed air. We panted for a few moments, then we both laughed! Then we continued to kiss and my hands grabbed her very firm behind, and her pussy into mine. We grind on each other for several minutes. She slid over a little onto my leg, and she started grinding on my let. She was so wet too, I felt some of her love run down my inner thigh! She did a push up, to get the angle just right. I grabbed her breasts firmly, and worked her nipples. She said, “YES!” so I knew that was the right thing to do for her. I cannot explain how amazing she looked! With the tension of the moment, and her pushing up her weight, she was just exploding with vascularity, and it appeared that every muscle in her body was flexed to it maximum! I wanted this to last forever!
She continued grinding my leg, and I am sure she was on the verge of a very deep orgasm. She said, “Oh God!” but then she stopped. Bev said, “Hold on a minute, now I’m not being fair!” Though I was getting what I needed, and was very happy with the encounter so far, I definitely did not feel cheated! Bev was thinking of my needs too, so she dismounted my leg, and then she touched my clitoris with her fingers. I was not lacking any wetness, so her touches were immediately effective. She rubbed perfectly, and I was responding to her touches with moans the occasional “Oh yeah!” I grabbed the bench behind my neck, and tightened in the pleasure, and arched my back. I was red hot and going! My pussy was burning with delight as she started moving her fingers faster. I was moaning and gyrating now, and I was approaching my point of a mind blowing orgasm. I grabbed her hand to stop. “Wait, I’ve got an idea,” I said! “Oh good,” Bev said, “I can’t wait!”
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