I awoke fairly early Saturday morning, got dressed and headed off
for a day in the gym what I refer to as the Meat Market of the
Millennium. My trainer had arrived an hour before me and spent our
whole session telling me about his man problems.
After my work
out and about an hour on the treadmill I slipped my suit on and
headed for the whirlpool. I loved going to the gym early because I
knew the swinging singles didn't actually arrive until later in
the afternoon and I would have the whole gym to myself. I set the
whirlpool and slid in with my Walkman still on relaxing to some
Jill Scott.
As I drifted off into relaxation I felt a hand on my
leg and opened my eyes I had realized that someone had come in. I
opened my eyes and saw Anthony looking right in my face. I also
intentionally went to the gym early to avoid him because I knew he
had to get up in the morning to care for his twins and didn't hit
the gym until his girl got back from work in the afternoon.
He told me that
he missed me and he wanted to show me how much, before I could
even respond his head went under water and his tongue was between
my legs. I didn't know a person could hold their breath underwater
for so long but then again he was ex-Navy and had me cumming in
two minutes flat but was still underwater trying for another, I
thought he had drowned. When he came back up for air I finally
responded with a good morning to you too as his tongue reach in my
mouth to massage the back of my throat. As much of Black History
he truly was I missed the hook of his dick and he got me in the
mood for some more. I got up and took my headphones off. He got
out of the water with a bulge so big in his bright red Nautica
shorts I thought they would rip down the middle.
He followed me
into the Sauna where I proceeded to turn the sign to occupied and
close the curtain. Thankfully enough it was early and the
temperature was not as hot as it usually was in there. I laid my
towel down on the bench and removed my suit; I asked him if he
missed this phat pussy and he told me he wanted to show me just
how much. He sat on the bench below me and lifted my legs so they
were straddled over his shoulders and his face was directly in
line with my pussy. I grabbed a handful of his curly hair and
forced it into my eagerly awaiting pussy.
He sucked me off
like a true soldier as I gave him orders as to how I liked it
slapping him on his head or pulling his hair if he disobeyed my
commands. As I exploded I whispered for him to drink it up, every
damn drop or he wasn't getting any of this pussy. He obliged and
the excitement from my demands made his dick begin to pulsate. I
told him to stand in front of me as I sat up on the bench above. I
was right in front of him with his one eye looking back at my two
causing me to have a cross-eyed effect. I slid my wet legs open
and lay back on the bench, the thing I liked most about Ant was
that he was a minute man so even if someone knocked on the door by
the time they knocked again he would be finished.
He had maybe
four good strokes in him and I knew what he liked so I started
playing with my clit and licking my full glossed lips. I asked him
if he was going to give me some of that big Haitian dick that I've
been missing for so long since he had gotten me so wet. I was
right, he thrust his dick inside me and for the first stroke I
told him to fuck me good, the second stroke I told him how good
his big Haitian dick felt inside me, third stroke I grabbed his
back and pulled him toward me with my nails digging into his back
and the last stroke I kissed him passionately and he pulled out
squirting his milk all over my nipples and stomach with tears of
sweat in his eyes.
I showered, dressed and left before he came out
of the locker room. My trainer was at the front desk and motioned
with a shame shame shame with his fingers as I left the gym. He
told me that I would have to give him all of the details next
weekend. I told him to trust me there was not much to tell. I had
gotten mine, twice and I guess that was all that mattered.
