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Kelly gulped air into her lungs as she began the wind down, the treadmill slowing underneath her feet. She wiped her forearm across her forehead but missed a rivulet of sweat that tickled down her cheek. Her whole body was screaming that she had reached her limit and it felt good.
As the rolling floor came to a complete standstill Kelly looked around. Wow, she had been so lost in the last thirty minutes she hadn't realised the gym had emptied out. Ha, lightweights, there was nothing like finishing the day with a burn. Well, almost nothing like...
Maybe it was something to do with blood pumping around her body and being surrounded, until a few minutes ago anyway, by strong fit bodies doing hard physical exercise, but the end of a workout often left her feeling horny. Right now she could definitely feel the buzz between her legs.
She could head straight back to the apartment, step in the shower and enjoy a long and leisurely play under the jets. That would be delightful but right now felt a little clinical.
As there was no-one around, she could use the showers here. Standing in a public place, naked, with her fingers subtly teasing, would be a fantastic way to cum.
Kelly could feel her nipples stiffen, and she crossed an arm across her tight-fitting vest top, not to hide anything but to give her breasts a cheeky brush. That felt even naughtier, to be standing in the gym stimulating her tits.
She glanced around more carefully. She couldn't be sure, of course, but she seemed to be on her own. On her own, in the gym, feeling horny, her nipples hard and a growing warmth between her legs. She couldn't, could she?
She moved to a bench with weights and pulleys all around. She needed somewhere partially hidden, and a legit activity in case she wasn't alone. As a bonus there was a mirrored wall in front so she could keep an eye on things. The risk of being caught was exciting but she didn't want to forfeit her gym membership for public indecency.
Kelly reached her hand down to her Lycra shorts. Just a quick rub between her thighs, there could always be an innocent explanation. Oh fuck that felt good. She was conscious how her body was still reacting to the workout, the perspiration seeping through her clothes. Her shorts were damp, though maybe that was something else...
She gently squeezed her mound, and even through the material it made her squirm and twist on the plastic. If someone did disturb her this would, at least, have been the perfect hors d'oeuvre for a longer session at home.
The stimulation was making her greedy though. It was exciting to rub her crotch in public, but it would be so much better to physically touch her own flesh. Kelly checked the mirrors, then slipped a hand inside her top. Her nipples felt so hard and they ached as her fingers rubbed across them.
The gym was deserted, she had the mirror to make sure she was still alone, she just had to go a little further. She slid a hand down inside her shorts, brushing across her neat landing strip, and then ran a finger along her slit. She was soaking.
Kelly pulled her hand out again. This was getting dangerous. The other stuff could be excused, but if anyone found her rubbing herself off she was done for.
Immediately she missed the pleasure, a powerful need rushing through her body. Keep playing, it feels so good and you need much more.
She checked the mirror. Still alone. She slid her hand back inside her shorts, and immediately rubbed around her clit. Oh fuck that felt so good. That one brush had lifted her excitement up to the next level and she knew that she wanted to cum here, to be able to finish herself off in the gym, sitting on this bench.
Kelly began masturbating properly, the way she would do at home, constrained only by the chance of being disturbed. She slipped her left hand inside her top, rubbing her breasts and fiddling with her nipples, while her right hand stayed in her shorts, alternating between exploring the entrance to her sex and brushing her clit.
As her mind became fully engaged in self-pleasure her surroundings slipped back in Kelly's adıyaman escort consciousness. Her tits and nipples felt so tender and so explosive to play with and her pussy was a dripping mess of excitement.
This was going to be so good, and when it felt as incredible as this Kelly had a dirty trick she loved to add. Her breasts felt amazing but she wanted more, pulling her left hand out of her top and slipping it down the back of her shorts.
Now she was in perfect masturbation territory, working her pussy with one hand and toying down her ass crack with the other, all of this in a public place where somebody could, but hopefully wouldn't, walk in. The fact that her body was still glowing with perspiration heightened things further, and her ass crack felt excitingly sticky as her finger slipped deeper.
For a few seconds Kelly let her mind focus on her fingertip as it rubbed between her ass cheeks before finally touching her asshole. She loved all kinds of anal play and there was something right about touching her back hole while doing something as forbidden as this.
What a thing, to sit alone in a gym and to rub and toy your pussy and asshole at the same time. Kelly groaned.
"Is everything okay?"
Kelly froze, tugging her hands out of her shorts. It was a man's voice, but she couldn't see anyone. Then again, she'd given up checking a while ago.
"Yes, I'm fine." It would have been weird to try to hide - there was surely no way that he could have seen what Kelly was doing, so she might as well brazen it out.
He came into view in the mirror and then for real, standing a little way away. Maybe about fifty years old, greying brown hair but in great shape, as shown off by the worn t-shirt and baggy navy shorts.
"Sorry, I thought I heard something," he said. Kelly wondered if there was any evidence of what she'd just been doing. Could he smell her?
"I just had a bit of a cramp," she lied.
"Ah yeah, have to be careful. It's really quiet tonight!"
"Yes." Just you and me, Kelly thought.
He smiled. "Everything okay then?"
"I'm fine," Kelly said. She was frustrated by the interruption, and yet there was a frisson from knowing that he had been around while she had been touching herself so intimately.
"Great. Watch out for that cramp!"
He was wandering away when Kelly felt a genuine stab of cramp in her calf. "Owww."
He turned to face her. "More cramp?"
"Ahh." She tried jigging her leg up and down. "Ahhhh." It wasn't surprising, she'd gone straight from a full-on workout to masturbation, not even a hint of a warm-down or stretch. Asking for it, really.
"Lie on your front," he said. "I'll try to stretch it for you."
The pain was sharp enough that Kelly allowed him to take charge without another word. The bench felt hot and sticky, and once again she was aware of how hard she'd been working out, how hot and damp her whole body felt pressed down against the plastic. Hot from the workout, hot from playing with herself. A mess in fact.
"You're very kind," Kelly murmured, knowing there was plenty in it for him as he bent down to rub her bare calf. "Oh, thanks, that feels better already." His hands were firm and strong, as she'd expected.
"It's always a risk," he said, "if you've been pushing it. Especially when you're as toned as you are," he added, giving Kelly's leg an admiring squeeze.
"Haha, I guess." Even if she hadn't been playing with herself Kelly would have been alive to the erotic potential of being alone in the gym with this fit older guy. She wouldn't expect to just fuck someone who'd just walked into the same room, but there was something utterly sexy about the situation. She lifted her ass up, just a bit. No harm in keeping the mood hot.
He continued to work Kelly's calves, even though the cramp had gone. "I'm Mark by the way," he said. "Nice to meet you."
"Yeah, nice to meet you. Kelly."
"Hello Kelly. How's the leg feeling now?"
It felt fine, better than fine as Mark's fingers continued squeezing and soothing. "Pretty sore still," Kelly escort adıyaman lied.
"You okay if I carry on? Maybe work a bit higher up?"
Kelly lifted her ass again. "Sure, that would help. Hope you don't mind a bit of perspiration, I was really pushing it."
"Yeah, I can tell." Mark's hands immediately moved up behind Kelly's knee, rubbing there, and then higher still. He wasn't hanging about.
"Mm, that's good. You know what you're doing."
"Feels good to me too, Kelly. Something about strength and suppleness that I never tire of."
Mark's hands were already half way up the back of Kelly's thigh. "Well if you like it you deserve whatever you want." It wasn't like Kelly to talk so cheap, then again it wasn't like Kelly to play with herself in the gym either.
"Whatever I want?" Mark pushed his fingers up to the hem of Kelly's shorts. "Careful, I can be greedy."
So they were really going to do this, Kelly thought. She poked her ass up in the air, no holding back. "I'm all yours, Mark," she murmured.
Mark's hands moved across Kelly's shorts, skating across the roundness of her cheeks before she felt his fingers curling under the waistband and dragging them down. Oh fuck, he was really going for it.
Kelly lifted her ass to make it easier for Mark to pull the shorts down. She was wearing a "sensible" cotton sports thong and she wondered what he would do with it. Nothing for now, it seemed, as she felt his breath on her bare cheeks and then his tongue licking across.
"Oh fuck you taste good Kelly."
She wasn't self-conscious about her post-workout condition -- she was such a sweaty mess that Mark clearly wasn't bothered -- but it was thrilling to hear that he enjoyed finding her like that. "Mmm eat it, lick it all."
Mark was half-kissing, half-chewing Kelly's ass cheeks, his tongue slick across them, when without warning she felt him pluck out the thin cotton of her thong from deep down her crack. "Oh yesss..."
Mark pulled Kelly's cheeks wide apart, sparing nothing. "Oh fuck you're so hot Kelly." She felt his tongue kiss the small of her back, and then travel quickly down. Kelly caught her breath - no matter how much she wanted this and Mark wanted it too, it was still incredible that he was willing to run his tongue down her ass crack right after she'd worked out. She pushed up once more, encouraging him to be as rude as he could.
His tongue travelled down her crack, a soft yet firm invasive presence, licking and exploring down, further down. Just as he neared where she so wanted his mouth, he tickled his way around. Kelly groaned.
"You want it?" Mark growled.
"Yesss."
"Tell me."
"Please, Mark, lick me there."
"Tell me properly."
His tongue was dancing across her cheeks, everywhere but where she needed it.
"Lick my ass Mark."
His tongue flicked across Kelly's hole. "Mmm, you've been working out hard haven't you Kelly?"
She lifted her ass up, need taking control of her body. "Yes."
"You're so sexy and sweaty."
"Yes."
"And you want me to lick you there?"
"Oh God, yesss." Kelly was thrusting her ass up now, searching Mark's mouth out.
"Say it then. Say it properly."
"Oh fuck Mark, lick my sweaty asshole."
She immediately felt his tongue probe against her anus, pushing wetly over the wrinkles and crevices there. Kelly grunted her response.
They found a mutually supporting rhythm, Kelly pushing her ass back as Mark probed and worked his tongue against the tiny hole of her anus. Kelly could see their reflection in the mirrors, her face down on the bench, shorts around her knees, ass cheeks bare, and Mark bent over her with his face buried in her ass. She could also see the massive tent in his loose shorts.
"Oh God, fuck me Mark." She needed more than his tongue now.
"Where do you want it?"
Kelly was still thrusting her ass up at him even though he had paused his tongue-probing.
"Fuck, you know where."
"I want you to tell me Kelly."
She had never wanted anything more. "Fuck my asshole adıyaman escort bayan Mark."
She watched in the mirror as he slipped his shorts down to his feet. His cock was standing way above ninety degrees, the head slick and glistening with precum. She would have enjoyed kissing it, tasting it, but she needed to be filled now.
Mark moved in, astride the bench, his cock magnificent. He grabbed Kelly's hips and pulled her onto all fours. It looked and felt bestial.
She reached behind, holding her cheeks open, inviting his cock up against her poor little back hole. He rubbed his slick cock head around her asshole and even that felt incredible. "Oh fuck, yes, please, just do it, fuck me there Mark."
She felt him press harder, her asshole naturally resisting, but she was slick from her workout and his tonguing, which had also loosened her muscles. Even so she experienced the familiar moment of panic, the belief this wasn't possible, before he pushed again and her body started to be filled. Every nerve in the bottom half of her body felt as if it was in contact with something dangerous and exciting. "Oooooh."
Mark held firmly onto Kelly's hips, pushing his cock deeper inside her ass. There was no space for it, it felt wrong but with her whole being Kelly wanted him to keep going until his cock was completely buried up her asshole.
Mark was wholly absorbed - he had stopped his teasing demands and all Kelly could hear was his breathing, shallow but tense.
He kept pushing, further, deeper, until it seemed as if Kelly's lower body was nothing but cock. He started to pull out and she felt an urgent need for him to be all the way back inside her. But he was toying with her, almost pulling his cock out before sliding it back. It felt as perfect as the first time.
It was almost too much, as if Kelly was losing control, but that moment never quite arrived. She pushed back on him, urging him to fuck her ass harder, to use her asshole for his own pleasure.
Slowly they found a rhythm, as they had with the tonguing, Mark sliding his cock into Kelly's asshole, Kelly pushing her ass back, wanting him deep. Neither of them spoke, the only noise the soft grunting they both made as his cock fucked her ass.
It was sublime, their two bodies locked in a forbidden act, crouched and sweating in this public place. Inevitably the intensity grew as the tight way that Kelly's asshole gripped Mark's cock brought him closer to climax. The sensations were becoming overwhelming for Kelly too.
"Oh fuck Mark, yes, fuck, just do it."
She could feel him speeding up, pleasure beating self-control.
"Oh yes, fuck my sweaty ass Mark, fuck it hard."
She thought she could feel his cock swell as she talked to him.
"I want you to shoot your cum deep up inside my hot sweaty asshole Mark."
Kelly didn't think she could cum just through being assfucked but she knew that she was very close and that it wouldn't take much to bring her over the edge.
"Fuck it, fuck my asshole, fuck my sweaty asshole Mark."
His thrusting was more and more urgent, each stroke faster and pushing deeper. It felt as if she was being split in two.
"Oh fuck, fuck, fuck." She swore in time to each thrust. "Fuck, yes, fuck, do it, do it to my ass."
There was a brief pause as the cum started to rise out of Mark's balls, and then he grabbed her tits to pull his cock even deeper up her, shooting cum deep inside her asshole. Kelly reached under her body and rubbed a finger around her clit. With the overpowering sensations spreading from her asshole it was all she needed and her own orgasm swelled and broke through her body just as Mark's final desperate thrusts shot cum into her bowels.
Finally, they were both finished, Mark slowly slipping down beside Kelly. "That was incredible," he murmured.
She loved that he had gone from being in charge to a soft mess. But she wasn't done yet. She started planting kisses down his chest. "You were very bad taking advantage of me like that Mark," she whispered.
"Yes." She knew he wouldn't resist.
Her kisses went lower and lower. "Such a bad man doing that to my ass."
"I know."
Kelly's mouth brushed across his thick bush of greying brown pubic hair.
"And now I guess I should be a bad girl and kiss your cock clean again."
Gently, so softly, Kelly lowered her lips onto Mark's cock...