We were discussing my recent post on working out, and she had some ideas. “Why don’t we,” she said, her eyes twinkling, “make better use of the equipment here?”
She led me to a bench, and loaded the bar with weights. I’m a wuss (but I won’t tell you how much of a wuss – suffice it to say, the bar didn’t look heavy to others, but man, it felt heavy). She encouraged me to start lifting, and positioned herself behind my head. As I began lifting, she eased herself forward, placing her crotch directly above me. She guided the barbell up and down as I lifted, taking just enough of the weight so that I didn’t have to struggle too much. And then, she let go of the barbell.
“Shit,” I grunted. The weight was, honestly, more than I could handle.
“You can do it,” she said. And she reached down, and pulled her shorts to the side, grabbing her neon thong as well, and lowering her cunt’s lips onto my face ever-so-slowly.
So here I am – an ungodly amount of weight on my arms, my chest straining, and her cunt lowering onto my face.
Clearly, there was only one thing to do. I started licking – as gently and delicately as possible. And I eased the barbell back onto the stand. No fucking way I was going to taste her and lift all that weight.
So I eased the barbell back, let go, and reached around to the front of her hips. I grabbed her and pulled her down on to me. She had been hovering above, letting me just flick her lips, her clit, with my tongue, but with my downward pressure she arrived on my mouth with full force. She let out a moan as my tongue pressed harder against her clit. I reached up, and grabbed her (unfortunately somewhat pneumatic) tits, and squeezed, and used them to pull her down on me.
Meanwhile, she reached forward and began caressing my cock, gently, through my shorts. I thought she was about to say something, but then she turned back, and I felt my shorts being pulled to the side, my cock springing free, and finding her warm, moist mouth.