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I never would have thought I’d find myself in a spin class, but in the peak of the pandemic my girlfriend at the time found a place that was outdoors and able to accommodate full classes. The first class was a eye opener about how much of a workout this really would be. My girlfriend and I would go together to the classes, being that at most, the classes were about 10% men the instructors got to know my name quicker than most others, giving me random shout outs from stage or checking me in without my even giving my name which was always frustrating to my girlfriend since she had been a member for years and no one knew her from the next brunette. Eventually our relationship came to an end and my now ex-girlfriend moved up north to her mother’s house. I kept going to the spin classes. It was good exercise and every class was filled with 40 fit women in yoga pants and sports bras.
I typically took my bike in the back row, it was easier to follow the moves with a whole class in front of you and you didn’t have the embarrassment of being off beat and everyone watching it happen. Many spinners are creatures of habit, the same class, the same bike, the same day every week so I got to know the people around me. Normally nothing more than hellos and reactions to the class afterwards. One blonde always stood out to me. She was probably a few years older than me based on the smile lines around her sparkling blue eyes. I assumed she was a writer because she always would take out her phone, sometimes in the middle of class and kastamonu escort open the notes app and add something to an existing giant list of text. Sometimes her yoga pants were on inside out. She seemed like a busy person. She was in shape, but still had a little extra. I always thought she was beautiful. As the weather warmed up she began coming in sports bras with no shirt. This outfit change revealed her amazing bosom. Probably around a G cup. I would watch in class as they bounced and moved in her sports bra as she rode. She was sexy. For weeks we would eye fuck each other at the start and end of each class. I learned her name was Annie, she wasn’t a writer but was a consultant who was always trying to perfect her presentation for clients.
One day as a particularly rough class had ended everyone began to trickle out to the parking lot. Annie was probably 15 feet in front of me, I was thoroughly enjoying looking at her butt as she walked. Every few feet she would look back, making eye contact with me through the corner of her eye and began to slow her pace. As I caught up I said “that one was rough today!”
“Thats OK, I like it kind of rough” she replied watching me from the corner of her eye.
“It sure gets the job done” I said with a smirk.
She pressed the unlock button on her key fob and the lights of a Tesla Y with dark tints flashed in front of us.
“How do you like the Tesla?” I asked. “Does it have enough space?”
“I love it” she replied. kayseri escort “there is plenty of space. Come check it out.”
We approached the car and she said “Especially the back seat” and opened the back door.
I took my invitation and stepped into the back seat. “Scoot over” she said as she sat in next to me. No sooner had the door shut I dove at her face, taking her lips in mine. After a few minutes of making out and fondling she removed her top releasing her amazing chest. I started to kiss down her neck to her chest. “I’m all sweaty from class” she said. “I don’t care, you taste delicious I replied” taking her left nipple in my mouth teasing it with my tongue. She pulled down my shorts releasing my now rock hard cock, smacking up against my stomach and began to massage the head with the tips of her fingers.
She positioned me in the middle of the seat and removed her yoga pants, straddled on top of me, her arms reaching back behind her on both of the seats to balance and feet on either side of me. I held my cock out and she lowered herself down, my hard cock gliding into her wet pussy. After reaching my full depth I started to thrust, sending her big tits bouncing up and down. She moaned as she hung her head back looking out the windshield. I had my hands on her knees as I lifted my pelvis thrusting into her. She took her left arm and wrapped it around her chest, supporting her breasts, pinching and tweaking her right nipple.
Beads of sweat were kıbrıs escort forming on her chest and dripping down between her tits. I could see her white juices gripping onto the veins of my hard cock as it went in and out of her. Anyone outside the car surely could have heard the distinctive “smack smack smack” of skin on skin as I thrust up into her.
I could see her mouth hanging open, and her abs and torso beginning to tense up. I could feel I was going to cum soon and she was too. I reached under and grabbed her ass pulling myself deeper and deeper into her with each thrust. “Ugh I’m gunna cum in you” I said.
She was making soft “oh oh oh” sounds as we fucked, eyes closed and head back, in her own world of ecstasy. “Oh yeah baby, cum for me” she said. Along with the tensing of her body I could feel her pussy clamping down on my cock. A half dozen more thrusts, my hands clenching her tight I released into her with a “uggggh”
“Hell yeah” she said “I love feeling you inside me” as she began her orgasm. Coming forward to me wrapping her arms around my neck as we sat and recovered from our pleasure. A puddle of a combination of our juices sat below my dripping wet balls. We shared a long passionate kiss. Our tongues exploring each other’s mouths. She climbed off of me and continued to kiss me. She took my softening cock in her hand and began to jerk it, then brought her head down and took it in her mouth. Licking and sucking all the juices off of it. She sucked and pulled away making a “pop” noise as my cock popped out of her mouth and let out a gentle “mmmm” as she came up to to face me again. “The combination just tasted delightful” she said with a smile and gave me a kiss. She started to reach for her top off the dashboard.
As we began to put our clothes back on, she said “So… Same class next week?”
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