After Workout Fucking Fantasy

Keys dropped heavy on the counter. Shoes thumped on the kitchen floor. Sitting on the couch, he looked up just in time to see her barreling toward him, pulling her hair tie out. She pushed the computer out of his hands and straddled his thighs. Her hair swept wet and fragrant over his face as her mouth covered his. He pulled her close, moaning, offered her his tongue. She sucked it greedily. His hands slid beneath her damp workout tank top, pushing the front of her sports bra. She pulled off her shirt and tossed it across the room, followed quickly by the bra. She pressed her damp breasts against his face. He hungrily licked and sucked her salty skin, breathing in the scent of her sweat. She pulled off his shirt as she stood up. Then sliding her workout pants down with her underwear she commanded him to do the same. She knelt and licked his swollen cock then mouthed it juicy. She returned to his lap, sliding down his stiff dick. She was hot and sloppy wet inside. It felt so good, he grabbed her and thrusted hard. She cried out then bit his neck in the heat of the moment. He fucked again. She bit harder. And again. She raked her nails down his chest then took charge of his cock, grinding wildly and rhythmically into his lap. As she was coming, he bit at her nipples and slapped her ass, turning it red.

3 thoughts on “After Workout Fucking Fantasy

  1. Thanks Vic. I hoped that writing it quickly would help it feel more urgent. I was inspired by a message from a friend this morning who told me after their workout they needed a coffee, a shower, and a good fucking.

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