It had been an eventful few weeks since returning from my travels and then meeting O, a hot, hung, black escort from London. He had given me the best sex I had ever experienced. He left me 100% satisfied and completely worn out every time. I also found after only a few days without seeing him, I’d develop a deep yearning for him. Almost a hunger that had me planning our next meeting. I felt like it was turning into an addiction, but it was a very welcome and incredibly sexy and naughty addiction.
I had also met a very naughty and adventurous girl, H. She had been giving me the filthy passionate sex that I craved and it seemed to get more filthy every time. I felt like we were on the same wave length and we were having some very naughty fun exploring each others fantasies together. Safe to say, my sex life was pretty amazing at the moment. I had the raw, power of O, who could hit parts of me that others couldn’t, and the little, sexy nymph that is H, who was always willing to push boundaries and discover new pleasures.
It had been just over a week and I had that all too familiar yearning for O and his beautiful, huge black cock. I sent him a text asking if he was available over the next few days to meet up again.
The last time we had met, we’d had some delicious, and even romantic fun at a nearby hotel and he’d stayed the night so we could repeat the hot, passionate fucking session the next morning. We’d gotten to know each other a little better and I’d learnt that he was a personal trainer in his day job. This had opened up an extra line of fantasies for me. I told O about a story I’d read on literotica about a white guy who hits the gym a lot and was seduced by a hung black man one night when the gym was empty. I loved that story and it opened up so many extra fantasies for me. I let O know that it was called ‘Pumped’ and I made sure to send him the link, I just hoped he enjoyed it as much as me.
When O replied to my text about meeting up, my heart skipped a beat when he told me to meet him at the gym he worked at. He told me the gym would be quiet by that time and offered me a 1 on 1 personal training session before he promised to fulfil this fantasy of mine.
I arrived around half past 8 in the evening and noticed O was just finishing off with another client. He waved and indicated to give him 2 minutes. I nodded, no problem. The woman he was chatting to appeared to be flirting with him and O flashed that million dollar smile as they laughed together. I found myself feeling a little jealous but tried to put it to the back of my mind. She must have been mid forties, with long, dark hair and had a smoking body. I could tell she definitely did not skip any squats. Her ass was perfect.
I was day dreaming and wondering if O had fucked her and how hot it would be to watch him plunge his huge, beautiful cock into her hot, tight pussy from behind and hear her moan with pleasure. I was awoken from my day dream by O’s deep voice.
“You ready to get this session started?” he asked, with a wink and a naughty smile.
“Ready when you are.” I replied.
I followed O into the main weights area. I was trying to concentrate but my day dream and the sight of O in his gym wear was making it difficult. His tight black t-shirt clung to his muscular body. It was tight over his thick biceps and chiseled chest. His shorts really helped show off his perfect glutes and strong, powerful thighs. Fuck he looked good.
There were only a couple of other people milling around the gym. We did a bit of a warm up which included air squats, exercises to activate the glutes, and some hip mobility work. When I felt suitably warmed up, we found a squat rack that was free and loaded some plates onto the Olympic bar. O suggested the usual 3 sets of 10 and we’d increase the weight each time. He assured me that he was there to spot me to get the reps out.
In case anyone doesn’t know, to spot someone whilst doing squats involves standing close behind them and positioning your forearms under the person in front’s armpits. This way you do the squat movement with them and if needed you’re in a position to use your leg muscles to help the person doing the squats to lift the weight. So when O suggested he’d be there to assist, I had a quick glance around to see who else was about. Of course, this type of thing is always innocent and just the way to spot someone who is squatting. But with O, and the things we’d done previously, I knew that this would not be the case. I felt a little nervous to be doing this with people still in the gym but just told myself that it is normal and nobody else would know how sexual it could get between us.
I stepped towards the bar and ducked underneath to mount it on my shoulders. We made eye contact in the mirror in front of us and I was struggling to concentrate. Not the most ideal time to go weak at the knees. I lifted the bar from the rack and lowered my ass to the floor. O took a step back as I was comfortable that I had this weight covered. I could see him checking me out, watching my ass as I squatted low and then pushed up with my glutes and quads to raise the weight back up to standing. We made eye contact again and I shook my head and gave him a smile. He was insatiable.
I lowered again and O let out a hungry grunt as he ate me up with his eyes. Him checking me out like this was really making me horny and I could feel my cock twitch and start to grow. Luckily I was wearing some tight base layer under shorts to keep everything in tight underneath my outer shorts. I had a feeling that this would happen.
I finished the 10 reps and O stepped in to help me re-rack the bar. He nuzzled into my neck and whispered into my ear in his deep sexy voice, almost a grunt, that he was going to own my sexy ass tonight. He took me by surprise and I again glanced around to make sure nobody had seen us. I was nervous and not completely comfortable since there were still people in the gym. He reassured me not to worry, nobody was paying any attention to us. They were busy with their own workout.
We loaded a few more plates onto the bar, this set was going to be a struggle. I once again stepped under. O assured me that I’ve handled a lot worse and this should be child’s play. I took a deep breath and lifted the bar off the rack, steadied myself, and lowered my ass to the ground. It was a little slower pushing up this time due to the extra weight. i managed 6, then 7 reps and on the 8th, I struggled to push back up. O was behind me like a shot and helped me complete the squat. He was in close behind me now, ready to spot me for the last 2 reps.
I lowered back down and I felt O right behind me. As I went down to squat, my ass pushed back and I lowered myself down. As I lowered, obviously, my ass cheeks have to part, and I felt O’s stiffness push between my cheeks. I could already feel his power and the heat of his breath on the back of my neck.
I pushed back up but with nowhere near as much effort.. O gripped me and helped me stand. He was so strong, holding me up until that all telling clench at the top.
He whispered into my ear, “You’ve got one more in you, if you think you can handle it.”
I took a deep breath and lowered for the last rep. Again, his concealed, thick, black cock forced its way between my ass cheeks. I could tell he was pushing it against me and I gladly accepted. He helped me back up again and we re-racked the bar. Both of us now feeling the sexual tension between us. O was having to readjust himself to hide that huge, black cock. He suggested we had time for some bench press, but we were just filling time while we waited for the last couple of stragglers to leave so we could have the place to ourselves. All of this teasing was driving me wild and I could not wait to get him on his own.
I was wishing the stragglers would hurry up and leave. I lay back on the bench press while O adjusted the plates on the bar. O moved around to above my head. This was like the position in the story I had sent him. I licked my lips as he positioned himself above me. I could see the outline of his cock through his shorts and he was looking big! I wanted to free that big cock so bad, pull them tight shorts down and let that beautiful, black cock spring free so that I can wrap my lips around it and taste it and suckle on it.
I could barely concentrate. His cock was only 6 inches from my face and I wanted it. We did a few sets on the bench followed by some press ups. I wasn’t really putting much effort in as I had other things on my mind.
The last guy gave O a wave to say he was just leaving. O flashed him a smile, waved to him and wished him good night.
When the doors swung shut, I couldn’t wait any longer. I let my head fall back on the bench so that I was looking directly up the legs of his shorts. I reached above my head and wrapped my hands around the back of his thick thighs to pull him closer. O shuffled forward and then half squatted over my face and lowered down onto me. It all went dark as his baggy shorts covered my eyes. I moved my face from side to side, breathing in his amazing, sexy scent. That always sent me wild. I could feel the weight of his big cock and balls resting on my face and the heat of it coming through his shorts.
O took the chance to lift up and pull at the leg of his shorts. After some readjusting, he aimed his now hard cock down through the leg of his shorts. I watched from underneath him and made sure to tilt my head all the way back and open my mouth wide for him.
His velvety, spongy, cock head felt warm as he pushed it past my lips, forcing me to open wider. He rubbed the very tip against my tongue whilst I held it out for him. I kept eye contact with him, looking up, past his thick shaft. O made sure to squeeze at the tip to deposit that tasty, salty treat onto my tongue and I made sure to flick over his spunky hole to catch the rest of it.
He pulled his cock away, leaving me lay on my back, panting for more. I let out a disappointed moan, letting him know I didn’t want this to stop.
“Lets take this to the Sauna.” he said as he helped me up from the bench.
The sauna was located in the far end of the changing rooms. O held my hand and led me through the gym. Once in the changing rooms we were giggling and hurrying to take our clothes off, leaving a trail of our gym wear behind us on our way to the sauna.
We made it, and were both completely naked as O yanked at the door to the sauna and held it open for me. I stopped to face him in the doorway and lifted myself up on to my tippy toes to kiss him. Our lips met and I accepted his big tongue into my mouth. I sucked on his bottom lip, biting it gently and he gripped my bare ass with a hungry, lustful force. I let my hands run over his tight torso and felt the power of his big, black cock pressed hard against my stomach. I pulled away from our passionate kiss so I could look down and take in the thick, beast of a cock throbbing between our bodies.
I took a hold of his cock with both hands, wrapping my fingers around the thick shaft but barely making them reach. I let a little spit drip down from my tongue on to the pink mushroom head of that mammoth black cock. I rubbed it and stroked it against us. I felt as if it had actually grown since I last saw him. It was thick and pulsing in my hands, it had its own heart beat.
O nuzzled into my neck and kissed and licked the sensitive area just below my earlobe. His breathing was ragged already and I don’t think I’d experienced him this horny. He grunted and groaned with an animalistic hunger into my ear. I loved it and took pride in being able to turn him on like this. He gripped my ass cheeks with his big hands and man handled me to maneuver me into the sauna and shut the door behind us.
We separated and O climbed onto the top bench and sat down facing me. His legs were parted and his cock was straining to stand upright under its own weight.
“Is this what you’ve fantasized about?” he said.
I couldn’t say anything. I just drank him in. This is the sight from my dreams. O had that hungry look in his eyes, his skin was starting to perspire, with little droplets beginning to run down that tight, chiseled torso. His cock shone in the dim light and looked even more delicious. I could make out every vein wrapping around his thick, dark shaft, like grapevines. His balls were shaved smooth, hanging down between his open legs. He was perfect.
I knelt on the cedar bench below him, shuffling between his legs, my hands on his knees, giving his muscular thighs a squeeze. I leant in and lowered my face to his torso. I let the tip of my tongue work up the centre of his abs, a small pool of sweat had developed between his pecs and I lapped it up. I kissed his rock hard abs, letting my hands explore that tight, toned, muscular body. He could have been a sculpture, he was that perfect. I had him all to myself, to worship and explore this magnificent specimen of a man.
I traced my tongue up over his abs, letting it slip and slide across his sensitive nipples, O seemed to like that and his cock twitched and poked my stomach. I don’t think I’ve ever been so horny, I wanted to make love to him, I was under his spell, he was my black Adonis God, put on this planet for me, and all white men to worship.
My hands rested on his thighs as I licked up and down his black torso. Working my way down, his slick, black cock pressing against my face. I could feel the heat and it exuded power!
I took that huge, black cock in my hands once more and worked both hands up and down his thick shaft. We were both wet and slippery now from the excess sweat. We seemed to glide together like silk, I was kneeling between his open legs and his muscular, thick thighs were squeezing me and pulling me in.
I was sucked in closer and the tip of my own hard cock now poked at O’s balls. I reached down to stroke them both together. I gripped both our hard cocks whilst O lay back and watched. It was such naughty fun. Our cocks slipping and sliding together, rubbings the tips together and prodding each other. His thick, big, black cock almost dwarfed my 8″ member and the colour contrast was so sexy.
O reached down to grip my cock, which took me by surprise. This was the first time he’d ever touched me this way and I did not expect it. He grabbed my cock and just pointed it so it poked at his balls for a short time before slipping underneath. I never once stopped stroking that huge cock of his. I felt the tip of my cock slip underneath and run along O’s sensitive taint. He pulled me closer and I could feel, through all the wetness and slipperiness that I’d just slid between his muscular ass cheeks.
I gave little thrusts, just poking and prodding while I pumped his massive black dick. It drove O wild and he thrashed about as I just teased his tight hole with the very tip of my cock. It was hot.
O was groaning deep, and muttering something I couldn’t understand. His breathing became ragged and I knew he was close. I wanted to make him cum so bad.
“Don’t stop”, “yeah, keep going”, “that’s it.” was all the encouragement I needed.
O’s animalistic deep grunts turned me on and he bucked his hips to match my stroking and thrusts.
He raised his hips up and his whole body tensed. I stroked that cock with love and passion and as he released his breath, he practically roared and shot a thick rope of his cum up onto his chest. I wasn’t quite quick enough for the second shot and it hit me straight in face as I lowered my mouth down to catch it. My lips were firmly wrapped around his thick cock head for the third big jet of cum… and the fourth, and the fifth. I gulped it down, not wanting to waste anymore.
I looked O in the eyes as I cleaned up his big, delicious cock and he caught his breath. I really was becoming addicted to his big cock and all that delicious cum.
O stood and took me by the hand once again. He led me from the sauna, through the changing room and into the communal showers. He twisted the tap and the water splashed down onto our sweaty bodies. I was still so fucking horny and was hoping O was okay to go again to give me the fucking I craved. I needn’t have worried.
O pulled me close to him and we kissed deep. It felt so naughty they we were doing this in the gym showers. O assured me that nobody would catch us but I kind of liked the thrill of it. I ran my hands over his sexy body, I couldn’t get enough of him. My hand slid down and gripped his semi hard cock in an under-hand grip and I stroked it slowly, wanting to feel him grow in my hand.
O was groping and squeezing my ass, he knew just how I liked it and his fingers began finding their way between my cheeks to brush against my sensitive hole. He knew I wanted him. O spun me around and pinned me against the cold, tiled wall. His hands all over my round ass and he kissed and licked my neck, making me moan and push my ass back at him, imploring him to fuck me. I had my hands against the wall now and was pushing back to wiggle and shake my ass against his beautiful, black cock, which was now back to full size.
He soaped up his fingers and began exploring my tight hole and stretching me out. It wouldn’t take long, my slutty ass had become accustomed to opening up for his huge cock. He slapped it against me, hitting each cheek and rubbing it up and down my crack.
He pressed against me and I widened my stance and spread my legs. I told him I wanted to feel him inside me. O pushed forward and the big mushroom head of his cock probed against my hole for just a few seconds until the pressure became too much and the length of his thick cock slid all the way into me.
The water beat down on us and O fucked me slow and hard. I could feel his full length stroking my insides. He would tease me by pulling almost completely out before making me beg for him to fill me up again. O reached around and again I felt his hand wrap around my cock. He jerked my cock and I knew I wouldn’t last long, I’d been too fired up all day.
His cock found my prostate and banged against it just a few more times until it triggered my orgasm. I bucked back hard onto his cock and squeezed it with my ass muscles. My cock exploded and I shot my cum against the shower wall with a grunt and a moan. I was now spent, but I stayed with it to please this incredible man inside me.
O bent me forward slightly and spanked my ass, making me squeal. I was all his and I told him he could do whatever he wanted to me, whenever he wanted to do it. I was fully submitting to him.
O reared up and thrust that incredible cock deeper inside me and it must have broken through another wall, he was deeper than he’d ever been and I could feel it in the pits of my stomach. He held it there with me gasping and shuddering and with one loud animalistic, deep roar, he exploded inside me.
His body pressed into mine and he kissed my back and my neck. He was catching his breath and I could feel his large cock beginning to soften inside of me. I knew he would be pulling out of me but I wanted to keep him inside me a little longer and tried to grip my ass muscles on his cock. I was spent though, worn out. O’s cock slipped out of me and I felt empty.
We washed each others bodies tenderly and shared some more soft, loving kisses. This had been a wild fantasy of mine come true. I thanked him for being the man of my dreams and fulfilling all of my fantasies.
We exited the shower room together and found our lockers to get changed, after picking up our trail of clothes. O turned the lights off and locked the door to the gym, we walked across the car park and he asked if I’d like to stay the night at his place. How could I resist…