`` I am so dopy '' she thought to herself as she attempted to navigate the parking lot of the carry gym. She had been taken in by the slick cut-rate sale pitch and a sealed amount of ego abomination that made her a prime target for the great unwashed selling gym memberships. But she figured that since she had already paid for it she should probably use it.

She had considered all of this as she was laying in bed that morn and, as she often did, she made the rent decision to go to the social class she had seen on the agenda the previous day. So, here she was, 7 o'clock am on a Sabbatum morning when she really would have preferred to be just about anywhere else but where she was. She looked down at herself and felt more than her constituent of ruefulness about her outfit. As she was ... how shall we say ... `` well endowed '' she was not sure that her pick of skimpy blue short pants and a black storage tank top was the best option for a workout. She hoped that there was not a swell amount of jumping as she was at high hazard of knocking someone out with her tits, possibly even herself ... She was wearing a Black sports bra but it could only do so much when you had titty as big as hers.

She finally found a parking spot and grabbed her towel and her H2O feeding bottle and headed inside. She was informed, by an annoyingly midget and finely modulate receptionist, that the class was located on the enclosed roof of the gym. She grumbled to herself and opted to take the stairs up the three flights to the roof.

spring and determined to do things right she took a spot at the figurehead of the group. Though she was painfully cognizant of how out of place she was, as most of the other people in the class looked like finely tuned athlete, and even more vexation, seemed to all cognize each former, as they all made chit chat while they waited for the teacher to appear. She gulped a bit when she saw the teacher, and some of her stemma flow was directed to division of her soundbox a piddling lower than her mentality. A chisel and tattooed slab of drear brawn entered the enclosed region and headed to the straw man of the course, blowing a pennywhistle to call the class to attention.

The class was grueling. After a running, jumping ( at which point she flashed a good one-half of the class when one of her bosom decided to escape and take an visual aspect ) and a good amount of pushup the class concluded. She was drenched in swither and hurt in position she was n't even for sure had muscle before that day. She gathered up her hooey and was preparing to leave when a voice caught her.

'' Hey '' he said, she turned and realized that she was being addressed by the instructor. She was mortified because he was one of the masses who had gotten flashed by her run away breast earlier and she was so attracted to him that she did n't need him to see her sweaty and gross.

'' You are new here. '' he said, it was a statement not a question. She was n't quite sure as shooting how to respond so she went with the classic.

'' Yea ... '' she said. She stunned herself with the brilliance of her reply.

She became aware of the fact that he was unabashedly staring at the ample amount of cleavage that showed in her lean turnout. She blushed, first in anger and then in plethora. She was used to men staring at her chest, you do n't have breasts her size without getting feel, but she was n't used to anyone being so bold.

'' Excuse me, my eyes are up here ! '' she said, allowing the fully force of her bother to manifest in her voice.

'' But I am not interest in your middle. '' he said `` I am interested in your tit ''

She was dumbfounded, she was n't sure what she had expected but that was n't it. She blushed again, but this time in plethora with a helping of luxuria on the side. She had noticed him watching her throughout the class, even before she had flashed him, but she had assumed she was doing something wrong. It had been a long time since the net time she had been fucked, and she could see his shaft pressing against the material of his gym trunks, and her pussy ached to be used. While she was certainly that he was not a paragon of wit, the elusive struggle of Holy Writ they had just engaged in proved that amply, he clearly had a big cock and that was really what she was interested in at the moment.

'' Would you like a easily look then ? '' she said. She tried to throw as much mystique and seduction as she could into her vocalism but she was n't really sure how well she did. Though to be fair few men handle what your tone of voice is conveying when you offer to let them see your tits.

He raised an eyebrow as though storm by the sudden change in the centering this conversation was taking, but made no objection when she pulled the top of her rig down, exposing an copious area of blench white chassis to the open air of the gym 's ceiling. The last extremity of the form had already filtered out of the outer space leaving the two of them alone on the relatively secluded ceiling top.

He closed the distance between them in the outer space of a fondness beat, his outsize hired man closing on her exposed bod. She gasped silently at the feel of his rough, calloused manpower on her tender shape, her dead body thrilling at the unknown new touch. She took one of his hands and guided it between her stage, revealing the fact that there was nothing beneath her skimpy gym short circuit. He growled in desire as his fingerbreadth brushed against the lips of her pussy. Eliciting another mum pant from her as his contact sent electric shudder through her body.

She moved to a nearby bench, dropping her short on the way and looking over her berm at him in an pay for way. He followed her like a dog on a three, obediently coming in her aftermath. She could palpate his eye on her bare ass as she walked and thrilled at the control she appeared to have over him. She reclined on the bench, spreading her ramification and he obediently knelt between them. She moaned as his tongue penetrated her, sliding inside her cunt. She was measured to keep her twat cleanly shaven with the exception of a pocket-sized bandage of hair directly above, even though she had not had sex in so long. She loved having her snatch eaten, and though they had just finished an acute workout class he devoured her with the zestfulness one might wait from a sentence prisoner. She moaned again, this time with more wantonness, her cries echoing her passion off the cement wall of the enclosed courtyard. Clearly making up for his lack of wit or appeal with pure accomplishment he quickly brought her to a screaming climax with naught but his spit. He played her cunt like a professional instrumentalist on his pawn. In no time apartment she was reduced to a quivering spate of pulp, her control of her body collapsing as he worked on her.

She was barely aware of what was happening as he lifted her bodily from the bench, leaning her against the fence that overlooked the parking lot below, and lifted one leg above her psyche ( thank god she had stretched in class ... ). His cock slammed into her snatch, her body stretched and exposed under his touch. She bit her lip to lull herself as a cry nearly escaped her lips, betraying their bosom to the throngs of people below. She felt his balls slap against her cunt as each thrust shook her body, nearly lifting her from the undercoat. At some point he had shed the clothes that he had been wearing and she felt the heavyset ridges of his muscle pressing against her back as he pulled her against him. One of his arms slipped around her neck, pulling her consistence tighter against his as he thrust interior of her. Her ample breasts shook and swayed from the military force of the violation on her pussy and she quickly came again, nearly collapsing to the ground as her peg gave out, but that his embrace kept her upright piano. His rape continued unabated, giving her no prison term to go back from her orgasm before the next was nearly upon her. His hammer stretched and probed her pussy in a way that she had never experienced before, her last boyfriend had been so woefully unimpressive in the bedroom and never would have fucked her like this, let alone be intimate her at all in a public place. The thought that she could be caught at any second, either by one of the the great unwashed below, or from someone entering from behind them, added an extra layer to her desire.

As his poke slowed momentarily she took her fortune to stay her branch, which were quite honestly still very sore from the form, and escaped from his clutches. She resumed her position on the bench, again spreading her branch as she had before, this time to bid his cock to return to her hole. He obliged her and knelt between her legs, taking a moment to bloodline up his cock, which seemed to her to extend into eternity, before again slamming himself inside of her. She moaned again as he filled her tight, wet hole.

She was starting to question how a good deal more of his vilification she could take when he announced that he was going to cum. At first base she was terrified that he was going to cum inside of her, as in their haste they had not used protection and she had long ago neglected her nascence control when her drought had started, but he ripped his turncock from her tired cunt and sprayed her exposed bosom with his cum. She gasped in surprise and delight as the wave of molten cum exploded onto her breasts.

Without saying another word he gathered up his hooey, getting dressed with the same speed and efficiency that he had disrobed with, and left her heaving and exhausted on the terrace, his cum still staining her tits. She marveled at the concluded want of regard for her, as though she were simply a maw to be used and discarded, but part of her wanted so badly to be used. As she cleaned herself up and got ready to leave she realized that she was already planning to be in class again next week ...