1. Gift Wrapped for a Final Fuck


    Date: 8/10/2015, Categories: Fiction, Author: Skidrow15, Rating: 80, Source: sexstories.com

    if you think my post gym BO won’t be offensive to you.” There are some guys who just want you naked and penetrated as quickly as possible. Actually come to think of it I’m a bit in the category of get them naked quickly myself; even if the penetration can wait a bit for a good measure of foreplay. There are others who approach sex a little more holistically; a series of stages, each to be enjoyed in its own right. For them the concept of a girl offering herself gift wrapped is pretty exciting. Each might have their own idea of while an ideal gift wrapping is – inevitably something sexy – but the thought of playing with the wrapped gift – fondling it, exploring it, slowly peeling away the layers of the wrap – can be as mind blowingly exciting as the final act. That’s not simply to objectify the girl offering herself in this way – who after all in this case is me. It’s all part of an integrated love making sequence involving both parties. Chris was definitely in the latter category and it had been clear since I’d first put it on that the gym gear was one of his gift wrapped fantasies. Of course the BO issue was not irrelevant. It was helped by the sleeveless crop top, but not much could be done about the bottoms. And Chris’s fantasies or not, it was rare that I got to use a gym like the hotel’s one, so I definitely wanted to squeeze in a really good workout between now and 11. I’d already decided I’d go for a swim first so that he’d find me commando in the gym gear and the ...
    sweat on my clothing would be fresh; rather than have time to go rancid (sorry to be gross, but you have to think about these things). As I’d planned it, I thought I could still have a quick shower after I’d finished to at least make my body fresh again. It seemed Chris had other ideas. “Oh Kate. Quite apart from having one last chance to spend time with you, that would be mind- blowing. I have fond memories from last Christmas of your sweat smelling like the sweetest perfume. Don’t even have a shower; I’m going to spend all morning completely distracted by the thought of taking you soaked in still dripping gym sweat.” That was easy for him to say, but left me with the question of whether I had the confidence to take him at his word. The morning passed quickly enough, apart from the hazards of a few of over optimistic HAGS and the odd conference delegate skipping sessions who, I suspect having made certain deductions from what I was wearing at breakfast, decided they might be in with a chance if they too got a sudden urge to swim and exercise. When you dress like I had it is just par for the course. It doesn’t mean they’re not nice or interesting people and don’t deserve to be dealt with politely – although it would be a lot better if they didn’t actually drool in your presence - but they were a distraction from my intention to train hard. In any case, I had other carnal distractions that morning. As it turned out, I lost track of time and suddenly realised I was running late in ...
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