1. TRUE STORY - The Babe At THe Gym


    Date: 9/15/2015, Categories: Interracial Sex, Mature, Author: richardstands, Rating: 67, Source: xHamster

    I met my wife at the gym. True story. She was 'the babe at the gym'... I saw her the first day I walked in after joining. She was the hottest thing there in her tight thong body tank pulled over tight spandex workout shorts. She never never wore anything baggy. She clearly had worked hard for that magnificent body and had every right to show it off. Obviously none of the guys there were gonna complain. They all looked at her almost constantly in between sets. And guys were by far in the majority at this little hole-in-the-wall gym. I couldn't stop looking at her particularly because she had to adjust her thong after each set by pulling it out from her vaginal lips, which you cold clearly see outlined by her tight shorts But it wasn't like some other glaring camel-toe I'd seen other women show off. It was clearly visible, but outlined in a subtle and cool way that seemed natural for her. It had to be beautiful that's for sure. . So she obviously wore no panties, or even a sports bra, her large areolas outlined, nipples hard and pushing against the tight tank straps.as she did her sets. She was just an awesome sight to behold. A real vision in the right and normal sense of the word. I never saw her come in or leave with anyone and she always worked out alone quietly in the corner. She always wore the same style of outfit, different colors on different days. Her hair was always pulled into a pony, her nails always kept painted, and she wore just a hint of make-up. I wanted to ...
    go up and introduce myself but she had this overwhelming aura of raw sexuality that was just intimidating. As I mentioned, I'd never run into anything like her before. And I was 42 and thought I'd seen just about every kind of woman. But I was not only wrong, I had no idea. So I waited and watched, my workouts always taking longer because she was such a distraction. As mentioned, I noticed many of the other guys in the place eyeing her often. The brand new ones just stared. She would chat briefly now and then with one or another of then in a friendly manner like she knew them. And often when I left, I would see her smoking a cigarette and talking outside the front door in a group of four or five men, usually the only woman in the group and obviously the center of attention. The picture of that stuck with me with thought of her gangbanging them all. I'm sure none of them would complain about that kind of thinking. Wonder what she might be thinking? . Her body language was incredible, particularly if she going specifically to talk to one of the other girls or guys who worked out. And I noticed she often talked to the several large black dudes who came there. That was hot. Soon I found my self thinking about her every night, thinking what it would be like to taste her beautiful pussy. Every woman's pussy tastes exquisitely different and unique. Somehow I seemed to know hers would be something beyond even that, something intoxicatingly sensual. And the thought of phucking her was ...
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