Affair with a coach
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How unlucky to be working at this gym on the outskirts of the city. But a friend asked, how could I refuse him. The only downside is that today is a holiday, so there's no one in the gym, no chance to chat with the guys, no chance to gawk at the beautiful female athletes. I'll just overwork myself here alone, good thing the day is short, closing in 1.5 hours.
Then the door opened... I don't know or remember how long I was standing. It was an ashen blonde. She was wearing a sports
top and short shorts. Her hair was tied in a ponytail, leg warmers below the knee. It was clear she wasn't wearing a bra, and panties either, I realized, seeing her butt tightly wrapped in the thin shorts. I had just gotten happy. I took a step forward, when a skinny guy her age appeared in the doorway.— Honey, where are you?
— Already changed and here, as you can see. — the girl answered wearily.
— Hello, — I approached them — my name is Dmitry. I'm a trainer, maybe I can help you.
She looked me over completely. I even got goosebumps. What a gaze, it penetrates not just under the clothes, but it feels like right into my very thoughts.
— My name is Nastya. My husband's name is Pyotr. I want to tone up some parts of my body.
— I think it would be hard to find those problem areas on you. — I decided to give a compliment.
— Maybe you could search for them on me, — she smiled slyly.
Just a hundred years ago, wars and state conflicts were ignited over smiles like that. And here, it's just a husband who still hasn't dared to say a word. I took a step, starting to touch her arms, shoulders, back. As soon as I moved to her chest, the husband finally couldn't take it.
— What do you think you're doing, groping my wife?!
— I'm not groping her, I'm checking the tone of her muscles, what needs to be built up, what can be left alone.
— Darling, if I don't like something or am dissatisfied, I'll hint to you.
Yes, access to her body is open. I start stroking her breasts, squeezing them slightly. Her nipples don't keep me waiting, starting to stand out clearly under the fabric. Pyotr stood quietly to the side, watching us. I saw anger in his eyes, but what kind of man is he if he stands silently. Even if he's weaker than me, let him lunge, shout, wave his arms, then maybe I'd leave Nastya alone. But he is silent, clenching his fists, and she, I see, is ready for more. I slowly stroked her tummy. started touching her thighs, a little higher. Yes, her butt is super, firm, not big, but nicely rounded. I could continue these actions for hours, but, although what 'but', I need to take a risk.
— Let's go to the medical room.
— What's wrong, — the husband was surprised.
— I'll explain everything now.
Before going in there. I locked the door to the gym and followed them in.
— Undress, — I said quietly to Nastya — completely.
— Okay. — she murmured, already lifting her top a bit, exposing her breasts.
— Honey, what are you doing, let's get out of here. He's deceiving you.
— What if he's not. And it's something serious. Will you help me, huh?
Nastya started undressing, standing with her back to me. When the shorts flew to the side, she turned and walked to the couch. Her beauty made time flow slower. That rounded chest, with boldly erect pink nipples. Those legs, which even in flat shoes, looked very long. Her smoothly shaved mound allowed me to enjoy her bud with small petals, on which a droplet of moisture shone brightly. When she lay down, I approached her. Moving her leg aside, I started stroking her mound, gently ran my finger around her pussy.
— So, it's all clear, yes there is a problem.
— What? — Pyotr became alert.
— Are you planning to have a child? — I asked Nastya.
— Yes, to conceive this year.
— Your vaginal muscles are poorly developed, it will be difficult for you to give birth. But I can help you. You will need to undergo a course of vaginal massage.
— I agree. — she answered.
I took off my shorts, exposing my cock. It was already full, I felt the blood pulsing, making the veins swell. The head, from desire, shone in the light, making Nastya's eyes look only at it.
— What are you going to do, fuck her? — Pyotr exclaimed.
— No, to give a massage, maybe you know how and want to do it yourself or do you want your child to be born disabled?
— No. — he whispered quietly now, lowering his head.
— Nastyen, lubricate the tool.
The girl immediately embraced the shaft with her plump lips, moving them all over the shaft. She generously lubricated it with her saliva, like a hungry person trying to impale herself on it with her mouth.
— Honey. what are you doing, you only allowed me to do that once.
— Everything that's happening now is not sex—it's preparation and the massage itself, so calm down.
I took my cock out of her mouth. spreading her legs, I placed the head against her wet pussy, starting to penetrate. What bliss to penetrate the narrow temple of love of a desired girl. She arched slightly, moaning: "So big!!!". My movements inside her were smooth, I often changed the speed and depth of penetration. Sometimes I went all the way to her bottom, making sweet moans escape her lips, sometimes just a little, and her body itself moved to meet my tool. The husband stood there, sometimes pale, sometimes red, but didn't utter a word. Although his tented shorts were a clear example that he was aroused.
— Turn over, — I said to Nastya, taking my cock out of her. — And you, Pyotr, come here. Open up her butt.
— But her butt is virgin, she never allowed me. to fuck her there.
— And I won't either, I'll just do a massage through the butt.
Nastya arched like a cat, squeezing her breasts and biting her lip, while I applied cream to the hole. The husband spread the buns with two fingers. I directed my cock between them, touching his fingers, right into his wife's hole. She clenched the sheet in her fists so hard that her knuckles turned white. Slowly, letting the girl get used to the new sensations, I didn't rush. When she stopped breathing heavily. I started to move.
— Your wife will need such a massage for 3 months and you will be forbidden to have sex with her.
— Darling, are you sure you want this.
— Mmm oh yes darling.
— You see, Nastya is a faithful wife to me. And I wouldn't want her to cheat on me. It's just that she'll be naked in front of you and you'll be doing a massage, and from there it's not far to sex. Do you promise there won't be sex?
— You can feel with your fingers that this is not sex, it's a massage!
— Nastyenka, do you promise me that you won't cheat on me?
— Mmm… no… oh yes… darling… aaah… no… mmm… I won't.
— Tell me, what do you think, do I have a faithful wife. It's just. I was always afraid she would start cheating on me?
— Of course, faithful, you see, for the sake of your child she's ready to go 3 months without sex.
He thought about it. In the meantime, I increased the speed in her butt, took her by the hair, pulling her body. The girl was already impaling herself on my shaft, seems she tasted all the sweetness of anal sex. I felt the tightness, the heat of her body with my entire shaft. The sounds of sex filled the whole room.
— Listen, how will she endure so much time without sex, maybe after all sometimes I can have sex with her?
— No, or the whole treatment is for nothing.
— Darling… ooh… I'm ready… mmm… without sex aaaah… for the sake of… uuu… the child.
— Sorry for pestering with questions, but tell me, you really don't feel any sexual attraction to my wife?
— Only professional interest.
— You can last so long without cumming, probably because it's not sex. Right?
— Yes, by the way, I will come to you 4 times a week. Often staying overnight.
I saw how he watched as my cock plunged into his wife's insides. On the sly, he started jerking his own. Showing him the pussy, Pyotr took his cock out of her butt with his hand, directing it into her pussy. He even moved closer to see up close how my cock plunges into Nastya, touching his cheek.
— Nastyenka, thank you for being so faithful to me and for not cheating on me.
— Mmmm… of course… aaah… I'm not cheating… oou… I wouldn't… more… be able… aaahmm… to allow… deeper… to cheat.
— Of course, you're not like those whores who fuck other guys and deceive their husbands.
— Oooo yes… it would be… uuuf… disgusting for me… don't stop… fucking… oh god… with another… aaah.
— Describe how you perceive our trainer?
— Aaah… what darling… aaahm… and him… mmm… as a doctor… big… who… awesome… treats… oh super… me.
— And you really don't want sex with him?
— Ooo yesss… no… more-more… darling… harder… I don't want… deeper.
Taking my cock out, I brought it to Nastya's mouth: "This is a vitamin cocktail." I started cumming in large streams of seed. The girl couldn't swallow it all and a white stripe ran down her chin. Taking my cock out of her welcoming mouth, I ran the head over her lips, leaving white traces. (Porno stories) I saw how Pyotr also came in his shorts and a wet spot was spreading on them.
— That will be 10 thousand for the examination, diagnosis, and first treatment. Plus 100 thousand for 3 months.
— I have to pay for this?!!
— Darling, it's for the sake of our future child.
And she kissed him, with lips that shone with my sperm. Deeply penetrating his mouth with her tongue. Pressed him to herself, to her body wet with sweat.
— Okay, answered Pyotr, — but I don't have that kind of money right now.
— Let your Nastya stay here, and you go get the money for now.
The husband hadn't even left yet, when her lips were already reaching for my cock, holding my butt with warm fingers. Only a quiet: "Thank you," I heard before her mouth covered the head.