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By (user no longer on site) OP
over a year ago
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Darren hated back shifts, in fact he didn’t like his job much anymore; physically challenging and mentally boring and the pay wasn’t great either. Back shift was the most unsociable hours of his tri-weekly rolling shift pattern. Not long enough in the morning to do anything constructive before starting, and too late to do anything exciting when he finished on the evening...’roll on the weekend’ he thought as he packed his gym bag. The only thing that was achievable was a decent sesh at the gym before starting at 11.00 am; the only exciting possibility on back shifts was seeing Gemma at the gym before work.
Gemma was his perfect women, in every way, even though he hadn’t spoken with her much. At 5’8” she was toned, yet a curvaceous size 10 with olive skin and long, dark, silky brown hair that flowed down her back. She was English, yet had a look of Mediterranean about her, perhaps south American, what ever it was, she was divine. Her liquid chocolate eyes sparkled when she smiled at you and although she projected innocence and freedom, there was something about her that was mysterious and alluring that suggested otherwise.
Darren’s mind had wondered, and he focused to get his gym stuff together before he ran out of time to train properly. Already excited at the prospect he might get to see Gemma, he decided to train his chest this morning, as the weight bench and smithy machine were perfectly placed behind the cross trainer - Gemma’s favourite piece of cardio equipment.
Darren had just finished his warm up when he heard Gemma’s laugh from the other side of the gym. His heart skipped a beat. He scolded himself for being stupid, ‘you see her every back shift, what you being pathetic for?’ still, his heart had picked up its pace and wasn’t just down to training.
Gemma seemed to skip across the floor towards him. As always she wore a matching outfit, today’s was a playful pink number; tight fitting ¾ length leggings and a crop top that accentuated her small waste and perfectly proportioned breasts. Darren couldn’t work out if they were real or not, the top of her breasts, just on show quivered slightly as she walked towards him and when she worked out they bounced in time with her movements, but they seemed so pert he couldn’t help wonder what they would feel like in his strong manly hands.
Gemma waved when she saw him and Darren snapped out of his daze. Her smile beamed in his direction, her full lips parted slightly to show her cheeky and inviting grin and Darren’s heart picked up speed again...as well as a slight stirring in his shorts this time. He gave her a wink back and stretched back on the bench ready to start his next set. From the bottom of his vision he could just see that Gemma had paused looking at him whilst she decided which cross trainer to mount...’I wonder if she would pause like that if she ever mounted me’.
‘Focus Darren, Focus!’ His monologue shouted at him, his groin twitched and he changed his thought pattern to pushing the 60kilos on the bar and not pushing his cock into her mouth. 60kilos wasn’t the maximum weight that he could press, but as he was heading straight to work after the gym he wanted to retain some energy and strength for the day. Darren lifted the bar easily and completed his set with no embarrassing falters. He sat up to admire the view of Gemma’s behind bouncing on the cross trainer directly in front of him...’hmmm’ he thought, ‘maybe she choose that one for my benefit’.
Her ass was so pert, 2 symmetrically shaped butt cheeks that were perfectly rounded and toned. The shear material of her leggings extenuated their toned shape and wrapped them up like a present...what a perfect birthday present it would be too. Darren continued with his next set, another 10 reps, again with ease for his size and build. He proceed with the 3rd set and focused on what he was going to do next.
As he placed the bar back to rest, he realised that there was a shadow cast over him. He looked up to his delight and surprise to see Gemma standing at the bottom of the bench looking down on him. Her cheeks were glowly slightly from her increased heart rate and her chest moved as she breathed harder after her... very short work out. ‘Interesting’ he thought.
“Hi” Darren said, smiling and amused that this gorgeous girl had come to talk to him.
“Hay, Darren, I, erm, couldn’t help but notice...you, erm look a it bigger since the last time you were on back shifts. You look really good”.
‘Oh my god! She noticed that!’
“Wow, thanks Gem, yeah I’ve been training a bit harder lately, summer coming up an’ all, need to put the effort in for the beach ha” Darren winced slightly at his last comment, but Gemma seemed to like it, her eyes sparkled back and there was a flash of something else in them too.
“You can tell! Erm, would you mind showing me sometime how to use the weights? I don’t really know many other people in here to ask”
Darren’s heart picked up pace again, he shifted slightly on the weight bench. Gemma came over with a purpose and a compliment. “Yeah, sure, no problem. When d’you what to have a go?”
“Now?”
‘Get in!’ Thought Darren. “Ok Gem, why not”.
Darren changed the weights for her on the bar and asked her to lie down on the bench...’if only I was asking her to lie down on my bed’.
He stood behind her ready to spot and positioned her hands on the bar. Her fingers wrapped around the bar and he visualised them wrapped around his hard cock. ‘Focus’
“Ok Gem, when you’re ready, I’ll lift the bar with you and then you brace yourself to take the weight”
Gemma nodded and gave a little grin. “On 3...1...2...3”
Darren lifted the bar above her and she took the weight. Her grip on the bar steady, she lowered towards her chest. She started shaking as it lower and faltered at the bottom. Darren with instant reactions from doing this so many times with his mates, grabbed the bar before it touched her chest. He touch her chest. His hands were pinned between her chest and the bar. He could feel her heart beat on the back of his left hand and his hands brushed the bear flesh of her breast visible at the top of the vest.
His cock twitched. ‘Shit. I’ve just touched her tit’ He looked down to see Gemma looking up at him, half amused by the position they were now in and feeling slightly stupid at her feeble attempt. He lifted the bar off her, he could have down it with 2 fingers, it was no match for his biceps.
Gemma sat up on the bench and turned to face Darren.
“Sorry Darren, guess free weights ain’t my thing after all”
“Hay don’t be silly. Its my fault, I should have started you off on lighter ones, maybe dumbbells instead of the bar”.
“Oh, ok then, I don’t feel so silly now”.
At that moment, Darren noticed the time. ‘Damn it’ he thought, does he stay to spot Gemma some more or head off to the steam room as planned before work.
“Darren, you here tomorrow?
“Err, yeah, why?” Caught off guard, again.
“Well I was thinking about going to the steam room now, so maybe we could give the dumbbells ago tomorrow?”
‘Question answered’ he thought. “yeah no worries. I’ll see you in there in 5” with perhaps a little too much enthusiasm he winked at Gemma and headed off to the changing rooms.
‘Must be your lucky day Darren’ he thought as walked towards the changing room. He really didn’t care that his work out was incomplete. If needs be he would come earlier in the morning so he could train before Gemma arrived. Before Gemma arrived to train with him...Shit!
Darren got undressed and put his shorts on, his cock was somewhere between flaccid and semi, thankfully the lining in his shorts kept his modesty when his cock wasn’t hard. He know it would take much and wanted to get sat in the steam room before Gemma walked in so when things did stir he wasn’t walking towards her.
Darren decided the best thing about back shifts was the lack of people that used the gym mid morning. There was one old crowney in the pool and that was it. The steam room was empty, apart from steam and there was enough in there to make it hard to see from the door who was in, whilst being bearable at the same time.
Gemma walked in a couple of minutes after Darren positioned himself in the far corner. She was wearing a bright orange bikini which highlighted her golden skin. Her stomach was toned with a small roundness on her tummy which was so appealing. Her bikini bottoms were tied at the sides and Darren had a flashing thought of untying them with his teeth...his cock stirred again. She had tied her hair up now to reveal her slender neck line that he was now staring at, he felt like a vampire staring at his next victim, accept he just wanted to smell her and kiss her, not drink her.
“Hay” she said light heartedly and sat down next to Darren. His skin was already covered in steam and small beads started to roll down his flexed chest and biceps. She noticed this too, and the corner of her mouth turned up slightly.
Darren smiled back and racked his brains with something intelligent to say instead of what he really wanted to ask. He was sat in the corner and readjusted his position to lift one leg up on the marbled seat to the right, pointing in Gemma direction so he could rest his arm on his knee. He also knew that any moment he was going to be rock hard and hoped in this position his cock might lie better against the inside of his thigh and shorts rather than stick up like a tent pole.
Gemma looked at him square on in the eyes and slowly looked down to how he had positioned himself and grinned. Darren waited for her attention to return to his face and her eyes now appeared bigger, her pupils dilated slightly and a wicked sparkle had appeared...’what was she thinking?’
Before Darren had a chance to think of an answer Gemma stood up and walked towards the glass door.
“Something I said Gem?”
“Nope, just looking”
As she turned back around to walk back towards him, Darren noticed Gemma lick her lips once, his semi hard cock stood to attention instantly with the anticipation of what she might do next. She grinned, obviously seeing Darren’s excitement, Gemma walked steadily towards him extenuating her curved hips as she did so and making her breasts bounce too. Darren noticed that her nipples were now hard and erect under her bikini and that was definitely not to do with being cold.
Gemma stopped in front of him and looked directly down at his shorts. She paused for what seemed liked minutes, Darren’s heart now racing, he held his breath waiting for what she was going to do next.
Gemma knelt down on the tiled floor, wriggling her pert ass until she was comfortable and then looked up at Darren and grinned. As she licked her lips again her hand reached up and stroked his pulsing cock through his shorts. ‘Fuck’ Darren thought as he gasped in some air.
“May I?” asked Gemma
“Please do” Darren whispered, almost speechless from anticipation, excitement and disbelief.
Gemma masterfully untied his shorts and the pulsing head of Darren’s cock popped out like it had been released from captivity. Gemma’s eyes widened and she looked up to Darren grinning “wow Darren, you hide that well!”
Gemma wrapped her delicate hand around his cock, it looked so much bigger in her hand than his which amused him slightly as he was a good 8 inches in length and decent girth too. She leaned forward pulling his foreskin tight to reveal the glistening pre cum on his head “Mmmmm” she murmured as she opened her mouth and her tongue came out to meet his head. Darren gripped the seat as she looked up through her naughty eyes at him just as her soft, warm, wet mouth closed around the head of his cock. It felt electric, pure ecstasy as she circled his head with her tongue whilst exerting the perfect pressure with her mouth. The nerve endings in the base of his spine tingled and he gripped the seat tighter she teased his cock with her tongue whilst wanking her hand.
Gemma wiggled her ass slightly and more muffled sounds of Mmmm entered the room, she was enjoying this.
Darren was in ecstasy, his heart racing and breathing deeply, he lifted his head up momentarily skyward and then thought better of it, the sight of Gemma between his legs with her ass sticking up in the air, her skin and bare back was a perfect image in itself. The fact that she had his cock in her hand and the head in her mouth was immense. She was driving him wild with the motion of her tongue, his balls were starting to feel tighter and he could feel his legs tensing.
Then she looked up again with that naughty look on her face as she opened her mouth wider to take his whole length in. The physical feelings disappeared momentarily whilst the visual effect of his manhood disappearing into her mouth blow his mind. She moved her hand further down his rock hard shaft to cup his balls at the same time allowing her to deep throat him to perfection.
Slowly she started to work on his cock, feeling it touch the back of her throat and then as she pulled her head back up her tongue wrapped around his sensitive tip sending waves of electric pulses down to the base of his cock and making his balls tighter still. With every motion she got faster, the pressure building, her mouth getting wetter and hotter. Her hand worked his balls and the base of his cock. Darren’s leg started to tremble and all he could think about was where he was going to come, ‘will she let me shot in her mouth?’
Gemma’s grip tighten to reflect the feelings in his aching balls. Her head working harder, each time making his cock disappear deeper into her throat and moaning in delight as she could feel his shaft starting to pulse as the pleasure built and he neared the building climax. Looking up every few seconds with her naughty eyes. Her tongue working faster, swirling his head with every motion as she reached his bulging head.
Darren was reaching the point of no return, his synapses firing like crazy and his legs had started shaking uncontrollably. He almost felt a sense of panic as his climax was building to the point of losing control. He grabbed Gemma’s hair gently but firmly and made her look up. She responded so obediently and when her naughty eyes looked up at him, he let go, exploding into her mouth. Her eyes smiled back at him as she swallowed his hot cum wantonly. Leaving his cock deep inside her mouth he could feel the swallowing motion on his cock, his legs went weak and he stifled a groan of sheer pleasure.
Gemma sensing there was no more come to swallow slowly pulled his cock out of her mouth, paying attention to suck any remaining come off his head. She licked her lips as she pulled herself up towards him and lent forward to kiss him.
“Happy Birthday Darren, hope you enjoyed your present!”
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