Our Playlist Pt. 02

"She does that all the time"

"What the Fuck?" I blurted out as I jumped in shock. Hitting the door frame, I turned to the left and stared. She was beautiful...and giggling. She covered her mouth, but I could still see her smiling grin beneath it. My quick glance turned more serious as I absorbed her features in.

I found that I was staring at this woman, probably in her late thirties, totally unsure of what to say. Moments ago I had my mouth buried in another woman's' ass, could I really bullshit my way out of this. Did I mention my dick was still in my hand? And that I was really fucking horny? But I couldn't stop starring, it was like I dreamed her up and she was right there in flesh and blood.

Her hair swept around her face. It flowed onto her shoulders resting there, brownish blonde in color. Her eyes, if I wasn't mistaken were a beautiful shade of earthen brown, difficult to fully tell underneath her glasses. A librarian fetish came to mind. Her large breasts were held back by a black sports bra and yoga pants covering her shapely legs. Sneakers finished the outfit.

I didn't think anyone was in here when we entered. I'm pretty sure I would have heard anyone enter. But here was proof that I was wrong.

"Who are you?"

"She does this all the time. It's her little test. She brings strange men and women in here and then they service her. Some pass; some fail. I hope you licked her ass."

"Why would you say that?" I was flustered. My words came out stammered. How loud were we? Did we even say anything? Hell, all I could remember was her mentioning dinner and dessert.

"Because if you don't, you'll never see her again. She likes being licked all over especially in her ass. I fingered her pussy, and I fingered her ass. I slipped in finger after finger. I once got my whole... never mind. A woman has to have some secrets."

Whole what? What was she talking about? And then as she lifted her finger to her mouth, she slyly slid it in sucking it while looking me dead in the eye. I looked at her tiny hands and my thoughts went to their dark place. Was she about to imply she put her whole hand in her ass?

"I know what you're thinking. In fact, I can help you with that." And she lowered her gaze. My hand was still holding my dick and I was subconsciously stroking it. She was watching. I looked down

Then I looked back up. She was halfway closer to me. Her walk was incredibly sexy, and I wondered if she walked like that in sneakers, what would she walk like in heels. What would she look like in tight black pants and a skintight lace shirt?

"I think I better go". I was about to place my semi erect penis back into my underwear and zip up my pants. But it was too late, she was next to me, one hand around the back of my neck, her nails lightly digging in. The other grabbed my dick and started stroking it. I lost all control, all semblance of any dominance of will. I might have wanted to get my dick sucked. I might have wanted to push my dick inside a woman. This might have been what I wanted, but not who I wanted it with. I should have walked away.

Her body pressed its way against mine. She lifted herself on her tippy toes, her breasts pushed into me and her whisper that erupted in my ear was exotic; dreamy even. A memory was brought forward about a woman using her breasts to get the attention of the man she wanted. It was an unfair advantage that God bestowed upon what the world deemed the fairer sex. It was a good lesson that I never forgot. The heat of her breath exhaling, and the warmth of her lips brought everything into focus as she spoke bringing me back to this reality.

"I know your dreams... it's what every man dreams."

There was a slight succulent pause.

"A man wants a mom, to take care of them when they are sick, they want a woman to cook for them when they are hungry, and they want a whore in bed when they want to be fucked. I can be all three."

Another breeze of breath.

"Would you like that? Let's play a game, or maybe start an audition, my audition. Let's start with the third position that's open."

My cock was throbbing in her hand.

"Do you want me to be that whore? Because I can be that for you, I can be your slutty whore." Every time she spoke the word whore, my dick throbbed.

"But what about..."

She placed a finger over my lips. "Shhhh, don't worry about her. I'm going to tell her everything. I'll tell her every single detail. And tell her how good you are...if you are. If you're not good however, then it's going to end before it even starts."

"Who are you?"

"You haven't figured it out yet? I'm your next test."

She kept stroking my cock. She nibbled my neck or would nuzzle be a better description. The caress of her breath spread a heat through my body. And then I felt her nails, her left hand scratched me. A light scratch that electrified every fiber in my being. I was still standing in the doorway leaning against the makeshift bathroom wall. She pushed me back and I was back in the stall again. She circled closely around me like I was a pole. Once again, she pushed her body against me right before she sat down over the toilet. Twenty minutes earlier, this was a very different scenario with a very different woman.

"You look like you need help... do you need help?" She was teasing. Now that she was seated, she had two hands free to tease me, two hands and a mouth. She held the tip of my dick between two fingers holding it still while rubbing the head of my cock with another finger from her other hand. I watched dumbstruck. The precum that slipped from the tip created a smooth slick surface. Then she took her nail of her finger touching the direct tip and inserting part of her nail into my urethra.

I jumped back. The shock of a sensation I never felt before threw me against the door. It held fast alleviating any earlier fears of falling out of the secluded stall. She wrapped her one hand, her left hand around my shaft stroking me and I saw a ring. Without thinking I spoke, knowing the next question could leave me frustrated by a second woman in a span of less than an hour.

"You're married?" I asked, but she didn't answer. Her tongue licked the tip of my dick. She swirled her tongue around it salivating. It felt like warm apple pie... ok better than that. A fantasy came into my head, one that I had trouble admitting, one that dealt with a girlfriend who cheated. I pretended to everyone else that I didn't know. The truth was it made the sex hotter. Now, maybe, just maybe, this woman's other half was the same way. And how the hell is she licking my balls while I am fully engulfed into her mouth.

Her left hand kept stroking. Her right hand jiggled my balls.

The speakers overhead called out that the gym would be closing in fifteen minutes. Followed by a little bit of music. The gym always turned off the music close to closing.

She's got a smile that it seems to me

Reminds me of childhood memories

Where everything was as fresh as the bright blue sky

That's when... shit I still didn't even have her name... was there even a point in asking again?

"Looks like we don't have much time. Do you trust me? "

If I didn't trust her with my dick in her mouth. "I don't even know your name, but yea I trust you, why..."

"Because I need to finish you... I do have my own test after all. And stop asking me my name, it's distracting."

She bobbed heavily. The slurping sounds getting louder and louder. This woman was an expert. I've seen porn stars with less experience and here this woman was not only devouring me but enjoying it. Then I felt it. There is no denying certain things in life. A woman's finger probing the anal area is one such thing and her finger was at the tip of my ass. She removed me from her mouth to speak. It was either the scariest thing that anyone has ever said to me, or the hottest.

"Just let it happen." And I did.

I let her stick her finger slowly into my ass. I even felt myself trying to push it in deeper letting her know it actually felt good. I wasn't a prude and have felt the desire to be ridden during many a masturbation session. I didn't see her lube her finger up as she was already deep in my ass. There was no pian, only a pleasure I haven't quite felt before. A pleasure only an experienced partner could ever perform.

She found my prostrate and pushed. I was suddenly reminded of a child's toy, one I had as a kid, it was a kaleidoscope. Everything happened at the same time when you held it up and twisted it while looking through the eyehole. This felt like that visual. One finger in my ass or was it two. Her lips around my dick. Her tongue joyfully playing. And her free hand stroking and jerking me off. And her voice spoke again, this time only it my head the phrase she uttered moments before...'just let it happen'.

"We will be closing in ten minutes" the monotone voice announced.

Word on the street you got something to show me, me

Magical, colorful, Mr. Mystery

I'm intrigued for a peak, heard it's fascinating

Come in baby let me see it

What you're hiding underneath

I didn't want to cum, at least not yet. I needed to occupy my mind and I wasn't a sports fanatic, statistics wouldn't work. I reached down feeling her breast with my left hand hoping it would excite her and slow her down. I wanted her to concentrate on her pleasure rather than mine allowing me to last a little bit longer. The soft fabric of her sports bra held back what I wanted to see. I felt her nipple through the fabric and tried to pay attention to that area squeezing the most sensitive area. It had to have started working once she slowed her pace. Her eyes darted up to mine. My dick audibly popped from her mouth. Her finger slid from my ass. She leaned back and pulled the sports bra up and over her head.

I felt it. My jaw dropped. Her tits were some of the best I ever saw. They were held aloft by nature alone I was ready to bend down to suck on them, but she stopped me. I felt cheated.

"If you want to cum on them, that's ok, but you'll have to suck on them another time." And then she placed her finger in my mouth. "Get this wet for me." I pleasured her finger like she pleasured my dick. I bobbed my head on it giving it its own little blow job for a good ten seconds when I realized that was probably the same finger that was in my ass. She smiled and pulled it out thanking me with a malicious grin and then I was back in the kaleidoscope.

Her tits were free, and I was fortunate I had long enough arms to reach and play with them. There is something about breasts. The feel of it, the heat of it. I fear if I were a woman, I'd touch them every single day. I tried playing with each one, but the confined area along with my dick being sucked only gave me...ok... yea definitely two fingers now in my ass. Now I had to decide. Face or tits...

I knew I couldn't make her swallow. She would have to want that herself. And I knew my body would betray me as she could feel under my shaft. It would pulse when I was ready to cum. Maybe I'd be able to shoot my cum on her face, maybe her tits, or both.

"Five Minutes until closing. All bathroom and changing areas are closed. Please clean off your equipment and come to the front. Thank you for coming in today. We will see you tomorrow."

I could feel the back of her throat. Maybe I could make her swallow. Just hold the back of her head while I came. I stopped playing with her one breast and put my hands on the back of her head. All rational thinking was over. I pulled and then thrusted, slowly. After a few reps of this I found that she poked and prodded my ass with the same velocity. Her hair was soft. I know who thinks about a woman's hair when her lips are wrapped around your dick. Then the lights started to go out.

This gave me the chance to concentrate on something else. The few seconds my mind wandered would give those precious seconds back to my resistance not to cum just yet. The bathroom became dark. Pitch black. "Um, are they going to..."

She stopped, but only to say "shhhh", then she went back to it. Momentarily with my eyes not working and every other sensation multiplied. Her tongue swirled the bottom of my penis cupping it as her mouth hungrily engulfed and released me. I finally got used to the dark or was there a single back up light my eyes only just adjusted to. I decided to go verbal. I don't know exactly what test as I was supposed to pass, but if I failed, I was going to make this the best failure ever.

"You're one huge slut, aren't you?"

She couldn't answer other than humming "hmm mmm" and she went faster

"That's it cock sucker, just like that and you're going to get a mouthful." She upped her game as she slurped on my member and stroked my shaft. At this rate I would be cumming down her throat instead of fucking her. And I wanted to fuck her. I grabbed her hair, fucked her face with five hard pumps and pulled my dick from her mouth.

I opened the stall door, pulled my pants up and pulled her by the arm with me to the counter. She reached for her sports bra and threw it between the sinks. I could see our reflection, slightly distorted by the lack of light. But her face was clear, the desire shown clearly. I pushed her in front of me, had her face the mirror and pulled her black yoga pants down. She wasn't wearing any panties, or they were stuck in her pants. I dropped to me knees and licked. I wanted to make sure when I entered her that she was ready. She was wet. And she tasted good, damn good. Then my rational mind took over. No condom. What now?

And once again it was as if she read my mind. "I want you to fuck me in the ass."

All rational thought left me. Fucking a girl in the ass was a weakness for me. Ever since high school, it was the ultimate turn on, the ultimate conquest. It didn't happen often, but when it did, I loved the idea of cumming deep inside a girls ass. I stuck a finger in and slid right in. Her ass was just as wet as her pussy. I stopped licking and stood, the whole time delving my finger in and out of her ass. I let my pants drop back down. I kissed the back of her neck and she shivered. Her hands dropped to the counter to catch her weakening knees. And then one hand reached behind her, taking my dick and edging it to her ass. I removed my finger, leaned forward and asked again... "What's your name?"

"Don't you find it hotter fucking a stranger? You can go home and think of me while never knowing me and I can go home and climb on top of my husband and not make the mistake of calling out your name."

Her response was almost as hot as her blowing me. I entered the tip into her ass. I didn't want to slam it in. It was supposed to make her feel good. A whimper escaped her. "It's been so long" she exclaimed "so, so long." I pushed forward, she pushed back. And as I pulled out, she pulled forward and repeated. She began to go faster and faster. My balls hitting the very edges of her velvety mound. He is breathing became deeper and deeper when the overhead speakers went off. My hands holding onto her hips giving me some semblance of control...and let's face it, between the two of us, she was definitely in control.

"Take my dick... c'mon cock sucker. Take my dick in your ass. That's it...

And if in the moment I bite my lip

Baby, in that moment, you'll know this is

Something bigger than us and beyond bliss

Give me a reason to believe it

I struggled to listen, but then she got louder. My imagination was running rampant, either that or it was a background to the song playing. Then her voice took over. She was possessed.

"Fuck me

...

HARDER

Fuck me harder. "

I complied. Her moans and squeals echoed in the confines of the small room. She reached between her legs touching my balls with each forward movement. My hands moved from her hips to her shoulder wondering how she would feel if I would circle them around her neck. And then I made a different decision I felt as her breasts rocked back and forth. I cupped one, then another. They felt monstrous. They felt like I would never let them go. But I was about to. I wanted to last longer, but after being teased and then blown, I was ready to blow my load. And she knew it

"That's it. I feel it. I feel you... do it... Cum in me. Cum in my ass." And I did. I didn't need her permission, as my body was already about to betray me, but it was her permission that sent me over. My balls tightened. And she pushed back hard allowing my cum to go deep in her bowels. As I went to pull out and thrust back in, she did something that just locked on to me. I mean she literally squeezed her ass cheeks not allowing me to pull out. I never knew Kegel exercises could work like this. My cum kept sliding in her while my cock poured into her. She was draining me without me having to work. I was getting lightheaded. It was amazing. It felt like we were there for hours, and I didn't even realize that she released me. She turned around, kissed me, caressed the back of my head and then pulled up her yoga pants, put on her sports bra and walked towards the exit.

I pulled my pants up and watched as she opened the door. I was going to ask her name again but opted not to. This might have been the best night of my life; I didn't want to sully it again with a negative response. It was dark in the gym as well, but it allowed an ample amount of light to silhouette her figure. I suddenly felt like I was never going to see this woman again who suddenly was so much more than the best fuck in my life... and she stopped. I was going to speak, but something inside my head said stop.

Throughout the last 15-20 minutes it was like she knew me. She anticipated every need, guessed every right spot; knew exactly what to say. It seemed whatever was about to happen next was going to be the most important thing she could ever tell me. She didn't turn, but she sighed. Her shoulders which seemed to sag with a heavy weight, suddenly changed with one more sigh, a breath, another breath and then a deep breath. After each breath her posture became straighter and straighter. Until she was at her full height, somewhere about 5'4", if the marking on the door were correct. She took a step, placed her hand on the door frame and her voice echoed softly before exiting and allowing the door to close behind her...

"Courtney, my name is Courtney."