A threesome had swirled around my mind for some time. The only problem was finding two hot guys who knew each other and wanted me. A friend had suggested that I join a gym to meet guys. Three months had passed since I tasted dick, so I was desperate enough to overcome laziness and put on my leggings.
The last time I had seen the inside of a gym was five months ago, but taking my dog for a daily walk and weekly yoga had kept me fit.
The desk clerk had a big smile on his face after scanning my card. I might not have had sex in a while, but I’ve still got it. His smile was plastered to his face, and his eyes fixated on me as I walked through the turnstile. I looked over my shoulder and waved.
A guy sitting at a bench snapped his head in my direction when he saw me. His eyes followed me to the watercooler. The attention boosted my ego, but I was looking for a gem. I knew that he would come if he saw me in arousing positions.
I went to the stretch area and bent over to touch my toes. Then, I got on my fours and lifted my leg. The mirror revealed to me two guys who moved away from a machine to get a better look. I slumped my head and smiled. These guys are all muscle and no brains. Why aren’t they coming up to me? I know I’m intimidating, but where’s their confidence?
I figured that I needed to make it easier for them to approach by going to a secluded area. The studio was empty when I walked in. A guy walked in during my crunches. I looked up and saw a fit, blonde guy with great legs. His height hinted that he had a big dick. I continued the crunches but saw him glancing at me from the corner of my eye.
Come over already. What are you waiting for? My pussy got wetter when I thought about him picking me off the floor and wrapping my legs around him before carrying me to the corner to bang my brains out. A threesome at that moment would have been great, but just him would have sufficed.
After I had done another two sets, I looked at him and thought that he was a douchebag. I picked up the mat and put it on the pile before heading to the door.
“Excuse me,” said the blonde guy.
“Yes.”
“Hope I’m not disturbing. I wanted to talk to you, but I saw that you were busy.”
I twirled my hair. “I’m available now.”
“I’m Trent. It’s nice to meet you.”
His white teeth revealed as he smiled. “I’m Heidi.”
“I haven’t seen you here before.”
“I’m new. Thought I’d get back into shape.”
His eyes lowered to my chest, then my abs and curvy legs. “Back into shape? You already look great,” he said.
I smiled and said, “Thanks.”
“I’m here every day. Got a strict workout regimen. Maybe, I can show you sometime?”
Oh, no. He’s a trainer. Just talking to me, hoping to secure another client. My eyes closed, and I pursed my lips. The last three months of frustration had culminated to the point that I didn’t care if it showed.
“Did I say something wrong?” asked Trent.
Of course, you did. You’re a man. You can’t help yourself from ruining your chances of getting laid while also adding to my frustration. “It’s fine. Don’t worry about it. I’m not interested in personal training,” I said before turning to walk away.
“I’m not a trainer. I just thought we could train together to get to know each other better.”
A smile appeared on my face. After I told him that I don’t frequent the gym, he suggested drinks. I agreed and met him at a cocktail bar the following night. I had never been a fan of playing games when I wanted dick.
The doorman complimented me on the cocktail dress. The guys at the bar echoed his sentiments with their eyes on me. Trent sent me a message to say that he was running ten minutes late. I hated waiting, especially when my pussy craved a ramming.
He pecked my cheek and apologised for being late. I forgave him after he bought me two long islands and three shots of tequila. When he was talking, I wondered if he knew that I was prepared to open my legs for him.
“Would you like to dance?” he asked.
“Sure.”
He grabbed my waist on the floor and turned me around. I rubbed my ass against his groin and felt his boner. That confirmed my suspicions of him having a big dick. I couldn’t wait to feel it inside me.
As he spun me around, I slipped and screamed. Trent caught me and gazed in my eyes. His lips crashed into mine, and our tongues swirled around each other’s mouths. He made me hornier when he squeezed my ass.
“Should we get out of here?” asked Trent.
We went to his place, and I shook my head when he offered me a drink. The only thing I wanted was sex. We smooched before we went to his bedroom.
When he slipped the cocktail dress off me, I grabbed his bulging dick over his pants. I unzipped his pants and got on my knees, then pulled down his jocks and sucked his dick. The wait was worth it. My mouth engulfed his long, thick shaft.
I stood up and turned my back to him. He ran his hands up my thighs and over my abdomen to squeeze my tits.
“Hope you don’t mind if I put a blindfold over your eyes,” said Trent. “It turns me on.”
I frowned. I had never tried that before, but I would try anything once. He put the blindfold over my eyes, and I got on all fours on the bed. As he stuck his dick inside me, I slumped my head and exhaled. It felt so good.
Not being able to see anything made me concentrate on the penetration, leading me to exclaim loud moans. Trent clutched my shoulders and thrust faster. I grimaced and screamed.
“Yes! Give it to me hard. Oh, yes.”
The headboard flapped against the wall, and the bed swayed. I was dripping. He kept ploughing me, and I couldn’t get enough. After a fifteen-minute pounding, he abruptly stopped.
“What’s the matter?” I asked.
“I need to catch my breath,” he said and pulled out his dick.
Can’t you catch your breath with your dick in me? His panting dwindled. I wondered what was taking him so long, so I looked over my shoulder and reached for the blindfold.
“No, no, no. Keep the blindfold on,” said Trent. “Flip over onto your back.”
He got on top of me and stuck his dick in all the way. I moaned. “Oh, God. That feels so good.”
Trent intertwined his fingers with mine and stretched my arms above my head. I opened my legs as wide as I could, his dick going in all the way. When he thrust, I screamed. Having his hard chest pressing against mine made me hornier. He rode me harder than before the break.
After banging my brains out for fifteen minutes, Trent stopped. I also needed a break.
When he got off me, I took off the blindfold. He stood in front of the bed and gleed. My droopy eyelids and smile revealed to him that his performance was stellar.
“Was it better before or after the break?” he asked.
“Definitely after. What got into you?”
Trent laughed. “I told you I was the master,” he said and looked at the door.
I frowned. Who is he talking to? Is this guy some kind of psycho narcissist? I raised my head off the bed, and my eyes widened as a guy walked into the bedroom.
“What the hell is going on here?” I asked, seeing that Trent was a twin.
“This is my brother, Damon,” said Trent.
“Trent was busy with you before the break, then I took over,” said Damon. “It’s a game we play with all the women to see who’s the sex master. So far, I’m up 23 to 19.
I frowned at Damon, then at Trent.
“Hope you’re not mad,” said Trent.
“I…don’t know…what to say. I feel so used.”
“If it makes you feel any better, you’re the best I’ve had. I’m sure Trent feels the same.”
I frowned and shook my head at him. “I don’t even know what to say.”
“Look,” said Damon. “You had a good time, and no one got hurt. What’s the harm? If you want, we’ll bang you at the same time. Two for the price of one.”
I raised my eyebrow and smiled. Well, I have been thinking about that for some time. I deserve it after being deprived of dick for three months.
“All right,” I said. “On one condition.”
“What?” asked Damon.
“Both of you have to wear blindfolds. Turnabout is fair play,” I said.
Damon pursed his lips and shrugged when he looked at Trent. “Fine with me.”
I put blindfolds on them before I helped Trent onto the bed. Damon stood in front of the bed. I got on all fours and sucked Trent’s dick while Damon banged me from behind. It was heaven on Earth. After being ploughed for twenty minutes and jerking off Trent, I needed a break. Damon stopped.
I grabbed Trent’s hand and led him next to Damon. They didn’t know that they were facing each other when I got on my knees and jerked both of them.
I smiled as I saw them grimace at the climax.
“What the hell?” asked Damon before he slipped off the blindfold to look at his abdomen.
Trent followed suit. They had cum on each other.
“Sorry,” I said. “It’s a game I play with deceitful men. I’m up 100 to 0.”
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