Saturday morning, I get up and tell my husband that I'm going to the gym for a bit. -You can catch up- he says –I have to stop by the office to review some documents that arrived late yesterday-. That wasn't what I expected. The truth is that going to the gym was just an excuse. The only thing on my mind was seeing Vicente. I hadn't seen him all week because he had to travel to Tucumán, where he's from, due to a family problem. He had returned that Friday night, so imagine how I felt. All night I'd been wet thinking about him, remembering our moments together, and although my husband and I made love before sleeping, the need to feel my male, my lover, was becoming increasingly desperate. When I got up at midnight to change Rodrigo's diaper, I sent a message: I'm here by 9 with bills, meet me with mate and in bed. Ha ha, there's a little friend who wants to say hi, he replied. Just hello? was my response. Ha ha was his. I had everything planned, but I didn't count on my husband's unexpected offer. I was about to tell him no, that it would be better if I went alone, but his office is on the same side as the gym, so if I refused he might suspect something. So putting on my best grateful face, I said: -You're a love, let's have some quick breakfast and go-. My mother-in-law arrived punctually to stay with Rodrigo, so while my husband was showering, I locked myself in the room and sent another message to Vicente: Change of plans, meet me in 30' at... and..., referring to the corner of the gym. Did they think I would cancel everything? Not a chance! I put on leggings, a lycra top, a sports jacket, sneakers, grabbed my bag, which was already prepared since the day before, and waited for my husband in the living room. When he was ready, we said goodbye to Rodrigo, my mother-in-law, and set off. I have to admit that I felt a bit nervous, especially when we arrived at... to the gym and on the corner I saw Vicente's taxi waiting for me. I said goodbye to my husband with a kiss, an embrace, and got out of the car, but before I walked away he called out from the window:
-When you're done, let me know, and I'll come pick you up and we'll go back together-
-Ok, my love- I said with a smile, although inside I was eaten alive by nerves.
I went into the gym and chatted with the receptionists long enough to see my husband's car driving away and disappearing down the avenue.
-Uh! Do you know what? I forgot something, I'll be right back- I told them.
I left the gym, crossed the street, and walked straight to Vicente's taxi. I got in and barely closed the door before we tangled ourselves in a kiss that was too juicy and passionate. The saliva from our mouths dripped down my lips due to the effusiveness with which we greeted each other. I knew since leaving the gym the girls at reception could see us, but I didn't care, I had been waiting all week for this moment and nothing or no one could stop me from enjoying it, not even my husband.
-Mmm... it seems like you missed me- Vicente expressed after the kiss.
-Like crazy!- I confirmed -That's why I was going to see you early-
-Ah? And what did you want to do with that little friend of yours who said hello?- he asked with a sly tone.
I pressed myself against his body again and whispered:
-Say hi to that buddy of yours who told me to-
-Jaja, he's more than eager, it seems like- Vicente smiled -And I miss you too-
-What are we waiting for?-
He put the car in gear and after just a couple of blocks found an hotel. Already in the room we got tangled up in another furious and exalted kiss. A thousand things went through my head at that moment, one of them being that my husband might finish his documents before I knew it and come to the gym without warning me. What if he doesn't find me? What excuse could I give him? That I went to another gym? That I went home? Would they tell him that they saw me get into a taxi with someone else, kissing for a long time in the front seat? With the cashier and then setting off with an unknown route although evident? The risk was great, I knew, but... do you know what? I was willing to take it, Vicente's kisses, his caresses, his hugs, and above all his kisses, convinced me of that. A minute with him was worth any subsequent suffering. With that in mind, I improvised a sensual strip tease, and leaving completely naked, I grabbed my breasts with my own hands and offered them to him, saying: -I didn't bring bills, but maybe this will please you- Looking at me with a total pervert face, he pulled me towards him and sucked each one strongly, pulling out my first moans of pleasure. When he released me, I fell back onto the bed, taking advantage of it to open my legs and offer him my intimate warmth in its maximum ebullition. Without stopping looking at me, eating me (taking me) with his eyes, Vicente undressed in front of me, displaying a more than tempting erection at all times. With that beautiful cock (my cock!) oscillating from side to side, he got onto the bed and started kissing my feet, starting with the toes, licking them with delight, then moving on to the ankle, calf, knee, giving each one a little kiss, going up to kiss my thighs until reaching my natural incisive wound, which bleeds and moistens, which attracts crowds but now (just for now?) has only one owner. He sucks it with frenzy, bites it, absorbs it, sucks my lips and plunges his tongue into the kiss until the deepest recesses of my intimacy, savoring me all inside, drinking in excess the nectar that, dense and foamy, oozes from within me. -You're soaked!- he exclaims triumphantly peeking between my legs. -I'm like this because of you... you make me like this!- I say looking at him with narrowed eyes, still feeling those stings of pleasure inside me that envelop me in a cloudy load of love and luxury. Leaving me there lying, at the mercy of... Extreme sensations, it stands up and grasping with a secure and firm hand its glorious erection, puts it near my lips, I only have to open my mouth to devour a good portion of such nutritious food. I don't have to chew much to feel the flavor of its virility filling my senses. With rhythmic and smooth movements it slides down my palate, reaching my throat, allowing me to savor its excellent flesh in all its extension. My mouth waters just tasting such appetizing piece... my piece! I would stay all day in that hotel room just sucking it, feeling it pulsing between my lips, on the palm of my tongue, rubbing against my tonsils, knocking at my bell, providing me with the greatest pleasure in the end.
It takes it out of my mouth, all numb and wet from my saliva, and leaves it there, vibrating in the air. I give it a lick from tip to tip and snuggle into its testicles, which I kiss and suck with avidity and enjoyment. I love its testicles, especially when they're like that, full and hard, I like kissing them, licking them all around and feeling the furious ebullition inside. With the cock harder than before, overflowing with saliva and vigor, it settles in between my open legs, ready to receive it, and it enters me... a mutual sigh, accompanied by the long-awaited penetration. When it reaches the most intimate part, attaching its recently licked balls to my buttocks, faithful testimony to the full and absolute consummation of our desires, we turn to kiss each other, suck each other and re-suck, making love with our mouths too. Its pelvis begins the desired movement, penetrating me at firm and regular intervals, sliding smoothly through all my interior. For a moment we stop kissing and look at each other, the intensity of that gaze could melt an iceberg.
- I love how you do it! - I say in a whisper, enchanted by its eyes.
- Yes? -
- Mmmm... yes! - I nod between demonstrations of pleasure and joy. -I'd spend the whole day screwing with you- I add moving with him. -Ha ha! I don't think he'll give me leather- observes. While we talk, his movements are slower and more paused, just like mine. -You haven't disappointed me so far- I assure him. -How do you like... that?- asks and continues moving in the same way, slowing down, although making her pelvis oscillate from side to side, so that each nerve ending of my pussy is frictioned. -Or like this?- accelerates now the impetus of the penetrations, violently hitting all my intimate zone every time I reach the deepest part. -Mmmm... I like... everything... ahhhhh... take me... like... take me... ahhhhhh... I like... mmmm... I love it!- confirm to him. I have a theory, I think human sexuality is something like a great puzzle, and each pussy and each cock is an important part of the same, each one of us, as individuals, possesses one of those parts, we just have to find the correct one, the one that fits with our piece and thus complete what's ours, and Vicente's piece fits me perfectly. I dissolve in sighs while feeling him pumping into me with all his might, without pause or breath, making me feel more than satisfyingly. Oh God, how I feel it! I'm overwhelmed by sensations that pull me out of that hotel bed and elevate me to a hypnotic state, like a trance, I'm unable to do anything, just open up for him, gasp for him, totally surrendered, feeling more his than ever, wanting to merge with him in the most full way. The dust we throw ourselves leaves me on the verge of fainting. Nothing, absolutely nothing can compare to that animal pulse, that feast of sensations that intoxicates and whips me through the air. When I recover, I get on top of him, fit myself into that piece that's missing for me to feel complete and start the ride, feeling my ass opening up before his vigorous and implacable advance. Vicente enjoys... Banquet of my breasts, while I enjoy that dream cock that provides me with so many pleasures. When it's already on the verge of boiling over, I jump out, grab it with one hand, and suck its glans while continuing to stimulate it with my fingers. The reddening of the head, the tension in the veins, his gasps, which become more exalted each time, all announce the imminence of orgasm... I shake it harder still, and when it's on the verge of dissolution, I don't back off, I stay there, sucking it with avidity until the semen lashes me in the throat, but it's so much discharge, what accumulated in that week, that when I step away, all the rest splashes my face. Soaked with cum, I refresh myself against its cock like a pampered kitten, purring with satisfaction. A good amount of semen remains on my palate, which I savor sweetly before swallowing it completely, as it is, the vital essence of my lust. Vicente looks at me fascinated.
You drive me crazy, he says.
You drive me crazy too, I reply, and to finish him off, I go back to sucking it, cleaning up with my lips and tongue the remnants of semen that impregnate its cock.
After such a marvelous demonstration of ours, we shower together, amidst kisses, caresses, and mutual soap. We get dressed, leave the hotel, and he drops me off at the same corner where we met a little while before. After a long and effusive kiss, I get out of the taxi and go back into the gym. The reception girls smile knowingly when they see me arrive with my hair wet and face looking like I've been very well taken care of. They don't say anything but it's obvious that they saw me come and go in the same taxi, so what I was doing during my absence is more than evident. I greet them as if nothing and sit down on one of the reception sofas. I call my husband and tell him to finish up my routine, that I'm ready for him to pick me up.
Yes, I'm on my way, he says.
More or less... Impossible, I think. In five minutes I see the car stopping in front of the door. I say goodbye to the girls and leave the gym. I get into the auto and greet my husband with a kiss... a kiss from these lips that just minutes before were savoring the flesh and essence of another man...
-And how was it for you?- he asks.
-Aggravated, today they finally gave me what I needed so I can have- I answer with a double meaning only I understand.
-That's what happens when you come sometimes- he reprimands –You need to be consistent-
-Yes, you're right, I think I'll come more often, at least the routine of today leaves me wanting more- I smile inside.
And clearly, if the routine I just practiced is better than any gym, don't they think so?
-When you're done, let me know, and I'll come pick you up and we'll go back together-
-Ok, my love- I said with a smile, although inside I was eaten alive by nerves.
I went into the gym and chatted with the receptionists long enough to see my husband's car driving away and disappearing down the avenue.
-Uh! Do you know what? I forgot something, I'll be right back- I told them.
I left the gym, crossed the street, and walked straight to Vicente's taxi. I got in and barely closed the door before we tangled ourselves in a kiss that was too juicy and passionate. The saliva from our mouths dripped down my lips due to the effusiveness with which we greeted each other. I knew since leaving the gym the girls at reception could see us, but I didn't care, I had been waiting all week for this moment and nothing or no one could stop me from enjoying it, not even my husband.
-Mmm... it seems like you missed me- Vicente expressed after the kiss.
-Like crazy!- I confirmed -That's why I was going to see you early-
-Ah? And what did you want to do with that little friend of yours who said hello?- he asked with a sly tone.
I pressed myself against his body again and whispered:
-Say hi to that buddy of yours who told me to-
-Jaja, he's more than eager, it seems like- Vicente smiled -And I miss you too-
-What are we waiting for?-
He put the car in gear and after just a couple of blocks found an hotel. Already in the room we got tangled up in another furious and exalted kiss. A thousand things went through my head at that moment, one of them being that my husband might finish his documents before I knew it and come to the gym without warning me. What if he doesn't find me? What excuse could I give him? That I went to another gym? That I went home? Would they tell him that they saw me get into a taxi with someone else, kissing for a long time in the front seat? With the cashier and then setting off with an unknown route although evident? The risk was great, I knew, but... do you know what? I was willing to take it, Vicente's kisses, his caresses, his hugs, and above all his kisses, convinced me of that. A minute with him was worth any subsequent suffering. With that in mind, I improvised a sensual strip tease, and leaving completely naked, I grabbed my breasts with my own hands and offered them to him, saying: -I didn't bring bills, but maybe this will please you- Looking at me with a total pervert face, he pulled me towards him and sucked each one strongly, pulling out my first moans of pleasure. When he released me, I fell back onto the bed, taking advantage of it to open my legs and offer him my intimate warmth in its maximum ebullition. Without stopping looking at me, eating me (taking me) with his eyes, Vicente undressed in front of me, displaying a more than tempting erection at all times. With that beautiful cock (my cock!) oscillating from side to side, he got onto the bed and started kissing my feet, starting with the toes, licking them with delight, then moving on to the ankle, calf, knee, giving each one a little kiss, going up to kiss my thighs until reaching my natural incisive wound, which bleeds and moistens, which attracts crowds but now (just for now?) has only one owner. He sucks it with frenzy, bites it, absorbs it, sucks my lips and plunges his tongue into the kiss until the deepest recesses of my intimacy, savoring me all inside, drinking in excess the nectar that, dense and foamy, oozes from within me. -You're soaked!- he exclaims triumphantly peeking between my legs. -I'm like this because of you... you make me like this!- I say looking at him with narrowed eyes, still feeling those stings of pleasure inside me that envelop me in a cloudy load of love and luxury. Leaving me there lying, at the mercy of... Extreme sensations, it stands up and grasping with a secure and firm hand its glorious erection, puts it near my lips, I only have to open my mouth to devour a good portion of such nutritious food. I don't have to chew much to feel the flavor of its virility filling my senses. With rhythmic and smooth movements it slides down my palate, reaching my throat, allowing me to savor its excellent flesh in all its extension. My mouth waters just tasting such appetizing piece... my piece! I would stay all day in that hotel room just sucking it, feeling it pulsing between my lips, on the palm of my tongue, rubbing against my tonsils, knocking at my bell, providing me with the greatest pleasure in the end.
It takes it out of my mouth, all numb and wet from my saliva, and leaves it there, vibrating in the air. I give it a lick from tip to tip and snuggle into its testicles, which I kiss and suck with avidity and enjoyment. I love its testicles, especially when they're like that, full and hard, I like kissing them, licking them all around and feeling the furious ebullition inside. With the cock harder than before, overflowing with saliva and vigor, it settles in between my open legs, ready to receive it, and it enters me... a mutual sigh, accompanied by the long-awaited penetration. When it reaches the most intimate part, attaching its recently licked balls to my buttocks, faithful testimony to the full and absolute consummation of our desires, we turn to kiss each other, suck each other and re-suck, making love with our mouths too. Its pelvis begins the desired movement, penetrating me at firm and regular intervals, sliding smoothly through all my interior. For a moment we stop kissing and look at each other, the intensity of that gaze could melt an iceberg.
- I love how you do it! - I say in a whisper, enchanted by its eyes.
- Yes? -
- Mmmm... yes! - I nod between demonstrations of pleasure and joy. -I'd spend the whole day screwing with you- I add moving with him. -Ha ha! I don't think he'll give me leather- observes. While we talk, his movements are slower and more paused, just like mine. -You haven't disappointed me so far- I assure him. -How do you like... that?- asks and continues moving in the same way, slowing down, although making her pelvis oscillate from side to side, so that each nerve ending of my pussy is frictioned. -Or like this?- accelerates now the impetus of the penetrations, violently hitting all my intimate zone every time I reach the deepest part. -Mmmm... I like... everything... ahhhhh... take me... like... take me... ahhhhhh... I like... mmmm... I love it!- confirm to him. I have a theory, I think human sexuality is something like a great puzzle, and each pussy and each cock is an important part of the same, each one of us, as individuals, possesses one of those parts, we just have to find the correct one, the one that fits with our piece and thus complete what's ours, and Vicente's piece fits me perfectly. I dissolve in sighs while feeling him pumping into me with all his might, without pause or breath, making me feel more than satisfyingly. Oh God, how I feel it! I'm overwhelmed by sensations that pull me out of that hotel bed and elevate me to a hypnotic state, like a trance, I'm unable to do anything, just open up for him, gasp for him, totally surrendered, feeling more his than ever, wanting to merge with him in the most full way. The dust we throw ourselves leaves me on the verge of fainting. Nothing, absolutely nothing can compare to that animal pulse, that feast of sensations that intoxicates and whips me through the air. When I recover, I get on top of him, fit myself into that piece that's missing for me to feel complete and start the ride, feeling my ass opening up before his vigorous and implacable advance. Vicente enjoys... Banquet of my breasts, while I enjoy that dream cock that provides me with so many pleasures. When it's already on the verge of boiling over, I jump out, grab it with one hand, and suck its glans while continuing to stimulate it with my fingers. The reddening of the head, the tension in the veins, his gasps, which become more exalted each time, all announce the imminence of orgasm... I shake it harder still, and when it's on the verge of dissolution, I don't back off, I stay there, sucking it with avidity until the semen lashes me in the throat, but it's so much discharge, what accumulated in that week, that when I step away, all the rest splashes my face. Soaked with cum, I refresh myself against its cock like a pampered kitten, purring with satisfaction. A good amount of semen remains on my palate, which I savor sweetly before swallowing it completely, as it is, the vital essence of my lust. Vicente looks at me fascinated.
You drive me crazy, he says.
You drive me crazy too, I reply, and to finish him off, I go back to sucking it, cleaning up with my lips and tongue the remnants of semen that impregnate its cock.
After such a marvelous demonstration of ours, we shower together, amidst kisses, caresses, and mutual soap. We get dressed, leave the hotel, and he drops me off at the same corner where we met a little while before. After a long and effusive kiss, I get out of the taxi and go back into the gym. The reception girls smile knowingly when they see me arrive with my hair wet and face looking like I've been very well taken care of. They don't say anything but it's obvious that they saw me come and go in the same taxi, so what I was doing during my absence is more than evident. I greet them as if nothing and sit down on one of the reception sofas. I call my husband and tell him to finish up my routine, that I'm ready for him to pick me up.
Yes, I'm on my way, he says.
More or less... Impossible, I think. In five minutes I see the car stopping in front of the door. I say goodbye to the girls and leave the gym. I get into the auto and greet my husband with a kiss... a kiss from these lips that just minutes before were savoring the flesh and essence of another man...
-And how was it for you?- he asks.
-Aggravated, today they finally gave me what I needed so I can have- I answer with a double meaning only I understand.
-That's what happens when you come sometimes- he reprimands –You need to be consistent-
-Yes, you're right, I think I'll come more often, at least the routine of today leaves me wanting more- I smile inside.
And clearly, if the routine I just practiced is better than any gym, don't they think so?
42 comentários - Better than the gym...
gracias por compartir!
te dejo unos puntito 😉
Muy buen relato me fascina los detalles que le das a cada uno de ellos
Muuy caliente como siempre!
Gracias por compartir
"la rutina que acabo de practicar es mejor que cualquier gimnasio"[/i]
Siempre he pensado que el buen y lujurioso sexo es mucho mejor que ir al Gym jajaja, te mantiene en un forma esplendida!!
Excelente relato como siempre querida!!
Ansioso a la espera de un nuevo y cachondo relato como solo tu los sabes narrar. FELICITACIONES preciosa!! +10
Besos
LEON