Workout Antics

Who in their right mind puts a 24-hour fitness center in a retirement community? I've questioned it since I started working here three months ago. The community organizer was looking for someone to work the night shift full-time and I needed the money. As much as I hated working all night, I didn't mind working the shift alone. I'm more of the quiet type, not much of a talker, so not having a coworker around made the job easier for me. I'm also single, so there's no one waiting up for me, hounding me to spend time with them. It's not that I couldn't get a girlfriend, it's that, after the sex, the relationships never lasted. I've never found a girl I felt comfortable around and I had no attraction to guys, so I just stayed single. No one, and I mean no one, ever came in during my shift, so I'd normally get in a workout, blast some R&B and read, or goof off online. Occasionally, if I got horny enough, I'd watch some porn and jerk off.

I'm into different things, but I've always loved interracial sex. Something about hooking up with a sexy brunette or a cute redhead just turns me on. I'd imagine myself banging a beautiful, blue-eyed blonde on a beach with the waves crashing on us. Or, I'd think about hiding out in the back of a library and getting balls deep in a cute redhead's pretty, pink pussy. I usually jerked of a couple times a week during my shifts and I always made sure I left no evidence behind, and, with no one showing during the night, I had plenty of time to come up with different fantasize.

It was Monday night as I sat behind the front counter. It was shaping up to be another dull night. I looked around at the workout equipment. All these cold machines and no one around. The clock read 10:32pm.

"What seventy-year-old works out at 10:30 at night?" I said to myself.

I was flipping through a magazine when I heard the door open. I couldn't believe someone was actually coming in. My heart nearly stopped when I looked up. She was gorgeous: black, shiny hair held in a ponytail that ran to her shoulders, her eyes were an off shade of green you could get lost in, and she had full, pink lips you'd never want to stop kissing. She was wearing matching green and grey yoga pants and sport top they were in a camouflage pattern. She walked straight up to the counter, water bottle under one arm and a purple lanyard flailing in her hand.

"Hi! My name's Nicole," she said, "I'm in town visiting my grandparents. My grandmother said I could use her membership card to get in a workout?"

"Y-yea," I stammered still taking her in, "I can scan it."

Her voice had a low sultry tone to it that sent a chill up my spine. As I took the card from her hand, our fingers touched, and it felt like electricity running through me. I quickly swiped the card and handed it back to her.

"I didn't get your name," she said, as she turned to walk away.

"Jason," I responded.

"Well, Jason, I'll be here all week, so we'll probably be seeing a lot of each other," she smiled as she walked away.

She wandered off toward the far end of the room and began stretching. I snuck peeks at her as often as I could. She wasn't muscular but she was well-toned. She wasn't busty either, she was more than likely a B cup, which was fine with me. I've always been into girls with nice, perky tits. Her ass was a work of art too. It looked firm, but soft, the kind of ass you just want to grab and never let go. Altogether, she was thin, she had curves in the right places. An hour later, she finished her work out and headed for the door.

"See you tomorrow, Jason," she waved. Her smile felt like sunshine.

I waved back as she left. As soon as I was sure she was gone, I ran to the office bathroom in full sprint. I ripped down my sweatpants and grabbed my already-hard cock and jerked ferociously. All nine inches of my manhood slid back and forth between my hands as I thought about Nicole. I imagined we were in the fitness center and she was bent over in front of me, her pussy ready for me. I eased into her and began pounding away. We were both sweaty and panting as I railed in and out of her tight, wet cunt. I pulled her in close and kissed her neck. I could feel myself getting closer and I worked my cock in my hand. Finally, I erupted all over the toilet and fell to my knees. I wanted to be with Nicole, bad.

I saw Nicole every night for the rest of the week. We'd talk for almost a half hour every night before she'd leave. It felt comfortable to talk to her. She was having trouble back home and was visiting her grandparents to get a break, but she never went into detail about what was going on. It didn't bother me though; it was great just being around her. We even worked out together a couple times. After she'd leave, I'd jerk off, fantasizing about making love to her on the workout equipment. Every time I was with her, I wanted her more and more.

It was Friday night around 11:00 when she finally showed up. She was beautiful as always, but she was dressed differently. Instead of her normal yoga pants and tank top, she wore a sport bra and tight athletic shorts that came down just past her butt cheeks. I knew she was curvy, but I guess the yoga pants didn't give her justice. I felt a rise in my sweatpants, but I managed to keep myself together. I may have stared a bit too long.

"Like what you see?" Nicole posed, putting her hands on her hips.

I stammered, "Just different is all. You usually wear yoga pants is all."

"Is different so wrong?" she questioned, almost looking worried.

"No, not all," I replied, "there's nothing wrong with doing something different."

She gave me a shy smile as she walked past me. We began working out as usual, but she seemed quieter than usual. As we headed to the squat rack, she finally opened up.

"Jason, I'm heading back home tomorrow," she said.

My heart sank, "Oh, do you know when you'll be coming back?"

"No, not really?" she replied. When we made it to the rack, I felt the need to tell her how I felt.

"Nicole, I . . ."

She cut me off quickly, "Hey, could you spot me?" She shimmied under the bar and went into her first rep. Watching her squat Around her third, she seemed like she was beginning to struggle, which was hard to believe because I had seen her do more this without breaking a sweat. I moved in closer when she stumbled a bit. On her fifth, she stumbled backwards a bit. As she came down, her ass brushed my groin and it brushed again as she came back up. Immediately, my cock began to grow, and I couldn't control it. Nicole quickly shelved the bar and turned around.

"I'm sorry, I didn't know you were that. . ." she trailed off. Her eyes widened when she saw the bulge through the material. Our eyes met as we stood speechless.

"Nicole, I . . ." I tried again.

Suddenly, Nicole reached out, one hand grabbing my cock and the other wrapping around my neck and pulling me in for a kiss. She massaged my groin as our lips met. Suddenly, she jumped on me. I stumbled back a bit but kept my balanced and held her in my arms as we explored each other's mouths. We moaned as we kissed, I couldn't believe my fantasy was finally coming true. I turned to lay Nicole on a workout bench, and she wrapped her legs around my waist. She pulled off my shirt and we continued kissing. It was amazing, but I wanted more. I began to slowly grind against her, but she pushed me away.

I stood in bewilderment. Nicole sat up on the bench and pulled down my pants and underwear. My cock sprang up and she gasped, her beautiful green eyes widened.

"God, I didn't think you were this big," she said, stroking my nine-inch dick.

I tried to say something, but she globbed onto my cock. I've been blown before, but this was amazing. She bobbed up and down and massaging my balls. She had my cock wet before I realized it. It was heaven! I rocked my hips, moving my dick in and out of her warm, wet mouth, as I ran my fingers through her hair. She ran her hands up and down my abs and back, looking up at wit those seductive green eyes. She held my cock steady as she worked her tongue around the tip and licked her way up and down my shaft. She took me back into her mouth and worked my cock slowly. I wanted her, I wanted to taste her, I wanted to be inside of her, and I couldn't wait any longer. In one swift motion, I pushed Nicole back down onto the bench and pulled her shorts off.

"Wait, wait," she exclaimed.

I looked down between her soft legs, but instead of finding a pussy, there was a cock sprouting up at me. It looked to be about five inches long, the head of her cock a faint purplish color, oozing with pre-cum. I just stood there, frozen in shock.

"I can explain," she stammered, "I . . .I . . ."

There was nothing she could say as I hoisted her legs into the air. I plunged my tongue into her ass and ran it up and down her crack. Nicole squirmed under my grip, but there was no where she could go. She moaned as I continued rolling my tongue in and out of her rosebud. I laid her back down and she stroked her cock. I looked up and our eyes met, she had a devilish grin on her face.

"So, you don't mind?" she purred.

"Not at all," I replied, "I've wanted you since we met." I worked my tongue in and out of her till her entire crack felt wet.

"Jason, I want you inside of me," she moaned.

"Are you sure? I'm not really small, you know?"

"I'm ready, why do you think I put on this outfit?" her eyes sparkled.

I lined up with her hole and eased my way in as Nicole stroked her dick. She was tight, but it wasn't difficult entering her. She shuttered when I was balls deep and I stayed still, relishing in the moment. Finally, I was inside Nicole, and I was going to enjoy every minute of it. I started sliding in and out of her ass at a slow pace. I had never had anal before, but I could definitely get used to it. Nicole shimmied out of her sports bra and I pounced on her perky tits, biting and sucking on her nipples. She gasped with excitement and I picked up the pace. We kissed again and I made my way down to her neck. I was slamming even deeper into her now as our moans and cries grew louder.

"Cum inside me, Jason, please?" Nicole whimpered, "Cum inside me."

I could feel myself getting closer and closer. Nicole and I looked each other in the eye. The world came to a standstill. I was lost in those green eyes as my hard-black cock pounded into Nicole's beautiful, white ass. We both let out one last loud cry as we came together. Nicole shot three big streams across her stomach. She was so gorgeous I lost count of how many times I shot into her ass. We laid there for a moment, gathering our breath. I felt I finally had the time to say what I was feeling.

"Nicole, I wish there was a way we could stay together, I wish your vacation was over," I started, "you're the first girl I've ever felt comfortable around."

She pulled me in for a kiss. Her cum smearing between our stomachs. She broke the kiss and smiled up at.

"What you say if I told you I may be moving in with your grandparents?" she grinned.