A few months passed after the encounter with Shankar.
One day, while we were surfing porn and sharing our favourite porn scenes, Deb shared that she always found gym fuck scenes a big turn-n, especially those where the gym instructor seduces and fucks the trainee.
I was piqued “hmmm… you have been training with a personal trainer with 2 months at the gym now.. what’s his name… Frank? Are you saying you fantasize about him?”
“Well…” Deb’s coy smile was the affirmative answer.
“Why don’t you seduce him and see where it goes?” I egged her on.
“Is that a green light from you?”
“On condition that I get to watch in some way or other when it happens!”
With that permission, Deb started working on Frank the very next gym session.
She came back from the next gym session looking pleased, and she described it to me. She deliberately got physically closer to Frank when he was guiding her on various exercises, like asking him to hold her waist to help maintain her posture when she was doing squats. She purposely asked him to teach her how to use the machine that works the inner thighs - the one which requires her to open her legs and squeeze them together. When Frank stood in front of her to watch and correct her posture, he was essentially getting a front view of her opening and closing her legs, where she was in her gym tights. No hard to imagine what was on Frank’s mind when he had such a view! Deb was pleased to see a bulge in his pants after that exercise!
In the next session, Deb got bolder and would accidentally brush her body on him as she performed her exercises. She brushed her tits on his arms a couple of times, and pushed her butt against his groin when he was assisting her from behind. She acted innocent and nonchalant in these “contact” incidents. At first Frank seem to back away, but when he realised she didn’t seem to flinch or mind, he also acted nonchalant and pretended like nothing extraordinary happened.
Over the next few sessions, such “innocent contact” became routine, and Deb thought Frank got bolder and started to initiate such sexually suggestive contact as well! But both of them were poker face and pretending working out was the only objective. Deb would always return from these gym sessions flustered and horny - and I had to fuck her silly while she described what happened during the workout.
A month later, Deb took it one step further. While performing an exercise, she pretended to lose balance while Frank was behind her. She lost her balance deliberately and ended up falling and sitting on him. In a haste to help break her fall, Frank wrapped an arm around her chest and grabbed her right boob. Frank turned red in embarrassment and apologised, while Deb blushed and brushed it off as an “accident”. But she noticed the huge bulge in his pants when she got off him. That night she decided to text him to test water further.
“Hey… great workout today. I think I’ll be sore tomorrow! Sorry I was clumsy and fell on you! Very pai seh! Lucky I wasn’t carrying any weights. If not we may have gotten hurt!”
“No worries! My job to make sure you are safe. I’m very sorry I grabbed you at the wrong place. I was reacting instinctively. So sorry!”
“It’s ok! Just an accident…. I know! But must be “good” accident for you… haha”
“No no… nothing good about a fall”
“Don’t act innocent! I saw the reaction down under after I got up!”
“Sorry sorry! I couldn’t help it. Really sorry. Dont take offense”
“Don’t worry. Not taking offense… in fact I may take offense if there wasn’t a reaction… haha”
With that, Deb started flirting with Frank. Of course Frank is not stupid and he realised she may be a player.
In a matter of days the text flirting became more and more explicit, with Deb sharing how she enjoyed watching gym porn and Frank admitting how he sometimes get turned on when training his female clients. It wasn’t long before they started to exchange sexual fantasies they have with each other. Once that line is crossed, anyone could guess that this would end up in a scenario where they turn fantasy into reality.
When that happens, Deb has to fulfill her promise where I would be able to watch the action.
Deb got bolder and decided to go to gym without a thong one day. She was in her usual 2-piece skin tight gym wear, where her sports bra top hugged her ample 36Cs nicely and her tight shorts showed off her bottom curves. Because she was thong-less, she knew that she would have camel toe moments for certain exercises. It would be an eye feast for Frank that day!
True enough, 5 minutes into the session, Frank remarked that Deb had gone “commando”. She just smiled at him. Through the mirror, Deb know she had a few camel toe moments when she performed certain exercises, particularly the squat and dead lift. She caught Frank staring and glared at him with a cheeky smile. At this point, the flirting was already open and explicit - so naturally Frank enjoyed the view with a grin.
When it came to the thigh clenching exercise, Deb realised her camel toe situation was so pronounced. As she started her first set, she could see for herself how clearly her pussy lips could be seen through her tight shorts when she clenched and unclenched her thighs. When her thighs were opened, her pussy lips were so obvious underneath the stretched lycra. And who had the best view? Frank of course! As Deb opened and closed her legs, she blushed and looked at Frank, who was standing in front of her, transfixed looking at her pussy. The bulge in his pants was huge. That made Deb excited and she saw a wet patch starting to form between her legs - was it sweat or her love juices?
At this moment, Frank stepped forward and held her thigh, seemingly helping her correct her posture. But this time it was different from previous times, when he found excuses to touch her but steered clear of erotic zones. Frank’s hand found itself to her inner thigh, then he moved it swiftly between her legs and touched her pussy over her lycra tights! Deb was shocked and almost let out gasp. She felt a tingling sensation as her trainer’s hand cupped and caressed her woman bits. She quickly looked around to see if anyone else had noticed. Luckily, there was only 2 other gym users around, and they were on treadmills, too busy huffing and puffing on their runs to notice what Deb and Frank were up too.
Frank knew the coast was clear, and started to blatantly caress Deb’s pussy over her tights. There was no flirting and no pretense now. And of course there was no resistance from Deb. In fact, Deb was having a hard time trying to stay silent. Frank was basically masturbating her through her gym wear. Frank kept at it while making sure no one noticed them. He was quite skilled with his hand and obviously experienced in doing this. Deb was being brought to an orgasm and Frank could feel it. As Deb felt her orgasm building up, Frank suddenly slipped his hand under her shorts and touched her pussy skin on skin. Deb felt Frank’s fingers pressing firmly on her wet clit, and he began to rub in slow a slow circular motion. That brought Deb over the edge immediately. She tried hard to control her gasp and shudders as her orgasm overcame her.
Frank removed his hand from inside her shorts as she calmed down. They checked their surroundings and were relieved that they had managed to stay discreet through the whole episode.
“I can’t take it Deb” Frank bent over and whispered to Deb “You need to help me release!”
But how could Deb help him release in a gym without being noticed? Moreover, Deb had to rush home for a work call that evening.
Regretfully for Frank, he had no release that night and had to live with blue balls.
But it gave him the courage (and excuse) to directly and explicitly proposition Deb. He texted Deb ask begged her to go the distance with him. Deb had succeeded what she had planned for. Now it’s a matter of engineering the encounter to fulfil her fantasy. She told Frank she wished to be fucked by him in the gym. Being a trainer for the gym, he had access to the key so it was not a problem at all. They planned to do it after their next session, at 12 midnight, after the gym closes. Frank asked if Deb had any do’s and don’ts and Deb gave him the full greenlight - as long as she didn’t say no, he could do anything he pleases, including fucking and cumming in her raw.
Frank couldn’t wait for the next gym session to happen. Neither could Deb!
Frank and Deb were eager to get things going, and arranged for a gym workout on a Wednesday evening a week later.
Deb was unusually excited the days leading to the encounter, and expressed to me repeatedly that she couldn’t wait for it to happen. On Tuesday evening, the day before their gym date, I asked her why was she especially looking forward - and she confessed that Frank has a body type she love best - athletic and muscular but not built like a body builder. As she described him, I could feel her lust for him. I cheekily decided to tease her and pulled down her panties without warning.
“What are you doing???” she let out a shriek.
“I wanna see how much hots do you have for him! Open up!”
Butt naked, Deb opened her legs. He pussy was glistening with wetness.
“Ohh… someone cannot wait to fuck her personal trainer!”
Deb didn’t deny it and blushed. She opened her legs a little wider.
I ran my fingers along her pussy lips, drawing a gasp from her.
That got me really hard and I whipped it out of my boxer and started to stroke myself, while still lightly fondling her pussy.
“Dear, dear…. fuck me… fuck me… put it in and give it to me… I can’t take it! I need to be fucked!”
I ignored her pleas to be fucked and continued stroking my cock and playing with her pussy.
I stroked doubly fast, fueled by her moans. Soon I felt a tingling and let it all out, spurting my cum all over her tummy.
“No! No! Dear…. why didn’t you fuck me? Why?” Deb was in disbelief.
“Well, you were lusting for him, not me! Now I’ll leave you high and dry. You save yourself for Frank tomorrow, ok!” I said with a smile.
The next day came soon enough.
Deb had a long day at work and left office at about 10 pm.
My phone buzzed at about 11 pm
“Dear, I’m at the gym now. When the gym is about to close, I will text you again, and then set up my phone as camera”
I waited in anticipation for almost an hour.
At 11:50, my phone buzzed again, with an incoming video call.
I picked it up, and realised Deb had placed the phone on some lock shelf that overlooks almost the whole gym.
I could see Deb in the foreground in a two-piece gym outfit - a sports bra top that hugged her 36Cs and a pair of matching tight gym shorts. She is athletic by nature and had been working out - and she looks fabulous in that outfit - athletic and sexy.
In the background, I could make out a man in a black tank top who was pulling down the shutters for the gym. That must be Frank.
Deb laid face-up on the bench press machine and was doing some reps with light weights.
A minute later, Frank walked up to Deb
“Let me help you with that exercise Deb!” I could hear Frank clearly over the video call.
Frank stood beside Deb and started to give her instructions on bench pressing.
“Fully extend your arms. Use your chest muscles to push. Do it slowly and work your chest. Don’t jerk. Focus on quality reps, not quantity. Let me check to see if you are doing it right…”
With that, Frank place his hands on Deb’s chest as she did her bench press.
“Yes good! I can feel your chest muscles working on the right side. Work a bit harder on your left side!”
Frank had placed his hands on Deb’s breasts and was molesting her on the pretext of training her. Their game had began!
“It’s not easy to do this, coach! I’m trying! Can you feel my left side doing better now?” Deb was playing along to the act.
“Maybe you are… maybe you are… maybe I’m not feeling your muscles well through your sports bra. Do you mind if I put my hands inside so I can feel your muscles better?”
“Go ahead coach…”
Their impromptu script was starting to sound like some cheap third rate porn video but it was a big turn on for all 3 of us - me watching and the two of them in action!
Frank dug one hand into Deb’s sports bra and grabbed her left boob.
“Yes, now I can feel your muscles working! Doing well, Deb!”
I could see Franks hand moving in Deb’s sports bra - he was kneading and groping her breast.
“Oh… coach…coach… ah…my nipples are turning hard from this exercise. coach…” Deb gasped with heavy breathing.
“Yes yes I can feel that” Frank started to twiddle with Deb’s nipple.
That made Deb weak all over and she released the weights, slamming them with a loud thang, startling both of them. They both laughed.
“Let’s do the next exercise!” Frank suggested.
“Which exercise next?” Deb asked
“Work your inner thighs!”
Frank led Deb to the Adductor Thigh machine. Everyone can guess where this is going to lead to.
Deb straddled herself on the machine and started to do reps by clenching and unclenching her thighs. This is the machine that exercises the inner thighs and many men often conjure wild thoughts when they see women in the gym on this machine.
“Deb you have been working your inner thighs for some time. Let me test the results of your hard work.”
With that, Frank put his hand between Deb’s legs, on her pussy, as she continued her reps.
“Yes, I can feel your firm inner thigh muscles. Very good! You are doing well! Deb this exercise also strengthens your vaginal muscles. Do you want me to assess how developed your vaginal muscles are?”
Deb nodded.
“Can I?” Frank gestured with his fingers suggestively.
Again Deb nodded and opened her legs.
Frank reached between her legs and pulled her shorts to the side, revealing a turf of neatly trimmed hair.
“Wow…. very nice looking” Frank whispered. It was the first time he saw Deb’s woman bits. During the last encounter, he touched her and masturbated her to orgasm without seeing the pussy he was playing with. This time, he could see it, play with it, and possible do more with it.
Frank ran his fingers along Deb’s pussy, drawing soft moans, as she sat spread eagled like on a gynaecologist’s chair, her pussy fully exposed. She must be enjoying this play act fantasy scenario so much!
“I think you are wet enough” Frank mumbled, and stuck a finger into Deb slowly.
Deb let out an audible deep breath as Frank penetrated her with a finger.
Her breathing turned slow and rhythmic as Frank slowly finger fucked her with his middle finger.
Deb’s enjoyment was cut short when Frank withdrew his finger abruptly.
“Deb… my finger is too thin. I can’t really assess your vaginal muscles. Do you mind if I use a thicker tool to test?”
“What tool?” Deb acted dumb.
“Deb, you know the right and proper tool to test a vagina is a cock. Let’s use the proper tool for measurement. Are you ok with that?”
“Sure… on condition that the person with the tool is completely nude…” Deb knows how to play the game too.
With that invitation, Frank pulled off his tank top and pull down his shorts in a flash. I could see why Deb lusted for him. Frank was built like a 100m track sprinter - lean and muscular - a great body that most women would love to copulate with.
Frank stood in front of Deb who was still seated and spread eagled on the machine, reached out and pull aside her panties once more. He placed his hard cock between Deb’s legs and rubbed it on her pussy lips.
“Permission to enter, ma’am?”
Deb nodded.
Franked entered Deb slowly, taking his time. As his 6 incher entered Deb cm by cm, Deb let out small little whimpers as she took his cock in. Seconds later, Deb let out a groan and Frank stopped pushing. His cock was completely buried in Deb’s love hole and both of them were in heaven.
“This feels so good….this feels so good…coach…. so are my vaginal muscles strong enough for you?” Deb buckled her hip a little, trying to get Frank’s cock even deeper into her.
Frank grunted in response - he couldn’t utter a word with clarity as Deb clenched her pussy muscles around his cock. He did what all men would do involuntarily in such a situation - he started to pump her.
“Ahhhh… ahhhhhh…… ahhh… coach… fuck me… fuck me… fuck me hard!” Deb screamed. The time for play acting is over. Now she simply wanted to be fucked. And fucked hard.
After a few thrusts, Frank withdrew from Deb and pulled off her gym shorts roughly. He then beckoned her to sit up and pulled off her bra top with equal ferocity. Deb’s ample and firm breasts dangled freely, her brown nipples erect.
Frank pulled Deb off the machine and shoved her to the ground, which was lined with rubber gym floor cladding.
Deb knew what was coming and could not wait. She spread her legs and opened her arms.
“Come fuck me….come ravage me… come do anything you want with me!” she was totally uninhibited now.
No man could resist that.
Frank pounced on her, roughly groping her tits. He angled his hips to probe and thrust - trying to find the entrance to Deb’s love hole. His butt stiffened a little when he found it. In one hard thrust, he brought his cock fully into Deb.
Deb screamed in ecstasy.
Frank began fucking Deb in a frenzy. He groped and sucked her tits roughly, while pounding her hard. He fucked Deb like she was the best fuck of his life.
Deb loved to be fucked this way. Within a few minutes, she buckled her hips, wrapped her legs and arms around Frank and screamed. She had cummed. At this point, Frank was close too. He suddenly grabbed both of Deb’s hands and pinned them above her head while keeping up with the relentless pounding. I could hear audible piak piak piak from the video audio as my wife was fucked silly by her gym trainer.
“Deb… Deb… I’m cumming… I’m cumming….I’m not covered”
“Just fuck me… just fuck me… just shoot in me… just shoot in me…. I want it… I want it!”
Frank let out a groan and plunge deep into her, unloading his seed into her.
Another of Deb’s fantasy fulfilled!
Deb and I often watch porn together before and during our fucking sessions.
As we both lead rather active lifestyles, the “active genre” of fitness and sports related themes tend to arouse both of us. It certainly was not a coincidence that Deb planned the seduce and fuck session with Frank her personal trainer - the idea was seeded when we watched gym fuck porn videos. Of late, we started watching porn videos with the “jogging” theme, where hot female joggers in skimpy running gear get accosted by random men during their runs and got fucked either in public or got pulled into a van and laid.
One evening, I fucked her hard after watching one of these “jogging sex” videos. I was cuddling her, fondling her breasts when she suggested another adventure.
“Dear… you know when I go on my morning jogs at 530 am, I always see this rather toned jogger in his 40s on my running route…not bad looking”
I knew where this was going immediately.
“You want to seduce him and be fucked like the girl in the video” I squeezed her tits as I asked her.
She didn’t answer, which I took as an affirmative.
“How will you do it? He’s a stranger. How would you know if he’s up for it?”
“Hmmm… every single time we run pass each other, his eyes are always on my bouncing tits… and I swear he times his runs with mine, and he slows down every time we approached each other…”
“So that’s why you keep buying and wearing those revealing sports bra tops! Shiok to get ogled at right??” I gave her tits another tight squeeze. Her nipples hardened
“I have been fantasizing about it a lot recently…”
“About what? Being fucked by your stranger jogger?” I dug my hand between her legs and found a wet pussy. “Wow… just came 5 minutes ago and wet again? Fantasizing about being fucked by him”
After hearing her confessing to her slutty fantasy, I was rock hard again. I guided my hard cock behind her butt and pushed into her pussy. She groaned in pleasure.
“Your husband’s cock is in you, but you are imagining that jogger’s cock in you, right?” I taunted, as I fucked her slowly.
“Dear… can I seduce him? Can I? Can I?” She asked between her hard breaths as my cock moved in and out of her.
“Sure. Only if you please me tonight…” I pulled out of her and stood on the bed.
Deb got the cue, went on her knees and took my cock in her mouth.
“Now, suck me dry and play with yourself, and think about that jogger fucking you.”
Deb grab my cock with one hand and sucked me, and rubbed her own pussy with the other hand. She bobbed her head up and down, her eyed closed, deep in imagination. Soon I felt the build-up in my cock. I take a deep breath in anticipation. Deb knew I was close and flicked her tongue rapidly under my cock head, sending me over the edge, spewing cum into her mouth. At about the same time, she gasped and shivered, as she brought herself to orgasm with her hand.
As I cooled down, Deb took my cock out of her mouth and let a string of cum drip down from her mouth. She looked so slutty and sexy.
“Dear… are you happy? Can I?”
“Yes, that was very good….can you what? Be more specific… what exactly do you want to do?”
“Can I seduce him, dear?”
“No no no… be more specific… come clean with what you want!”
“Dear, I want to seduce him and let him fuck me somewhere along our jogging route… I want to let him feel and squeeze the tits he had been staring at for weeks… I want to see and feel his cock. I want his cock inside me… can? Can? Please” She pleaded and ran her tongue over my cock head to show her sincerity.
“Go for it!”
With that, we both went to bed with great anticipation of what the next few days will bring…
There’s a big dampener to Deb’s next adventure - there is no way I would be able to watch it, be it in person or streamed over mobile.
All the action would have to be related to me by Deb.
Deb got things started right away the next day. She left for her morning job at 515 am, decked in a tit’s hugging sports bra top and long tights. She looked really fit and toned, with her ample 36Cs snugly held by her sports bra, with a nice cleavage showing.
Time passed slowly as I waited at home after she left the house. After what seemed like eternity, she returned home, sweaty from her run, and flushed.
“So… did it happen?” I asked.
“No lah! I don’t even know him? How to move so fast? You think it’s porn??” She laughed, “but I think I got things going…”
And she share with me what happened…
Along the PCN route that she takes and cross paths with Mr Jogger is a small fitness corner along a quiet stretch of a canal where a huge tree gives the fitness corner a good amount of privacy. Deb thought it as the perfect “pick up” spot.
She started her run a little earlier than usual and stopped at the fitness corner without running pass Mr Jogger. Assuming he had not run pass the fitness corner that day, she camped at the fitness corner and started doing calisthenics.
10 minutes later, she spotted a familiar silhouette in the distance - it was him! She pretended not to see him and nonchalantly continued her exercise routine.
Mr Jogger ran pass the fitness corner. From the corner of her eyes, Deb noticed him turning his head and glancing at her. He probably caught sight of her just as he ran pass her.
Just as Deb thought she missed her chance, Mr Jogger reappeared 30 seconds later from the opposite direction - he turned back!
He slowed down to a stop as he approached the fitness corner, and started to do stretching exercises. Now Deb knew this cannot be coincidental!
Deb continued with her routines while side glancing at Mr Jogger, who started his own calisthenics exercises. She caught him glancing her way - instead of looking away she cast him a friendly smile, and he awkwardly smiled in return. He must be embarrassed to be caught checking her out.
But who could blame him? Deb was deliberately doing leg stretches. Being an ex dancer, she is extremely flexible and could still do splits. She deliberately did a few stretches where he could get a good glimpse of her ass wrapped in her body hugging tights.
Deb decided it was time to up the ante.
She walked up to Mr Jogger, which caught him by surprise.
“Sorry, I need some assistance with an exercise. Can I trouble you to help”
“Err… sure, what is it?” Mr Jogger was a little awkward at the unexpected ask.
“I want to do sit-ups but there is no sit up bench here where I can hook my ankles. Do you mind holding my ankles so I can do my sit-up routine?”
Of course Mr Jogger said yes!
Deb sat down on the ground and got into sit-up position. Mr Jogger knelt in front of her and held her ankles.
Deb deliberately opened her legs a little wider and laid back, her hands behind her ears. While her ankles being held down, her legs slightly spread and Mr Jogger kneeling in front of her, Deb realised she was getting turned on.
She started her sit-ups, doing each one with a twist of her trunks so her elbows touched her opposite knee. She knew that everytime she came up, Mr Jogger will get an eye-full of her cleavage. Her sports bra was tight enough to show cleavage but also ensure she would not get a nip slip. Her side twists added some bounce and jiggle for Mr Jogger, which made the show more interesting for him. Everything she laid down, she made sure to open her legs a little, which gave Mr Jogger a good view of her bottom clad in running tights. Her tights were not so tight to show a clear camel toe, but snug enough for a keen observer to somewhat make out where her pussy was. As she did her sit-ups, she glanced at Mr Jogger and caught him ogling alternatively at her tits and between her legs. It was a turn-on for her.
Deb is a fit woman - she completed 3 sets of 30 sit-ups with ease. After the last rep, she laid back and took a breather, and noticed Mr Jogger staring at her crotch with a visible bulge in his own crotch. He was still holding on to her ankles. At the moment, Deb felt a surge of horniness and wished Mr Jogger would spread her legs forcibly, tear off her tights and take her right there.
Of course that did not happen.
Mr Jogger realised he held on to her ankles for too long. He got out of his stupor somewhat gingerly and smiled sheepishly. Deb did not want him to feel awkward and got up nonchalantly. As she got up, she brushed her left tit on his left shoulder deliberately. Mr Jogger was slightly startled but Deb pretended that nothing happened.
They had small talk for a while, before Mr Jogger had to leave as he had to send his kid to school. Before she walked off, Deb tapped Mr Jogger on his forearm to thank him for helping with her workout. She did a not-so-subtle slight thumb caress on his forearm - another flirty signal to him.
As Deb jogged off, she glanced back and noticed Mr Jogger looking at her. She smiled and he smiled back.
She succeeded. He got the message. Deb was positive he would be back the next day, same time. Who wouldn’t?
Would the next encounter end with just sit-ups?
Both Deb and I were immensely turned on when she related the encounter to me. We decided to abstain so that we would have a build-up to whatever that would happen the next day.
Deb left for her morning run at 515 am the next day. This time she wore a font zip running bra top and a pair of Nike shorts with a high slit cut like FBT shorts. The front zip bra would certainly facilitate easier access to her tits. While the high slight Nike shorts doesn’t show off her bottom like her tights, they show a lot of skin. Deb’s choice of fitness gear was purposeful.
I waited at home, excited but unsure what would happen. Will she bump into Mr Jogger again? Will they flirt? Will they take it further? How and where will they take it further? Time passed really slow as I imagined various scenarios as the clocked ticked. What was Deb doing now? Was she being fucked?
After what seemed like eternity, I finally heard the front door open. I glanced at my watch - it was 6:20 am - slightly more than an hour since Deb left. I walked into the living room as Deb closed the door. She was slightly sweaty and her face was flushed. Clearly she had jogged home. I tried to look for signs of action but I could not tell if anything happened. Her bra top was sweaty and her hair was a little disheveled, but that was nothing extraordinary after a run.
When Deb looked at me, I knew for sure something had happened. It was a look mixed with guilt, excitement, horniness and sheepishness.
“What happened?”
“Dear… I got fucked…” she whispered, blushing.
I pulled her to the bathroom, propped her against the wall and asked her to relate everything…
Deb jogged her usual route, heading to the fitness corner along the canal. This time, Mr Jogger was there first, doing pull-ups. Deb wasn’t surprised. She stopped at the fitness corner, smiled at him, and started her own calisthenics.
She barely finished her first exercise when Mr Jogger strolled over to initiate small talk, which Deb gladly obliged. While chatting, Deb made sure to throw in a couple of gestures to bait him further - touching his arm and giving him the flirtatious eye.
Mr Jogger asked if she needs help with sit-ups again. Deb said yes and promptly got started with her sit-ups, with Mr Jogger kneeling between her legs and holding her ankles.
Today Mr Jogger had a slightly different view. Deb deliberately zipped her bra top only halfway - giving him a better view of her cleavage than yesterday. Her flare and high slit shorts revealed more skin than her tights in that position - she wasn’t wearing panties and her pussy was covered by only the thin mesh inner lining of her shorts. She was sure he could catch glimpses of her pussy if the lighting was better. However, it was 530 am and the street lamp beside the fitness corner was spoilt, so too bad for Mr Jogger.
It’s always a bigger turn-on to see something partially under bad light than to see it clearly under a spotlight. When she finished her sit-ups, she noticed the familiar bulge under Mr Jogger’s shorts. She also caught him staring at her tits.
“Ehh…. having a good show??” Deb said cheekily as she got up.
Mr Jogger was caught by surprise and at a loss for words for a moment.
Deb decided to be bold, bolder than she ever had been in her life.
She reached out and tapped Mr Jogger on his crotch “enjoyed your view, ya?”
It was the first time in her life that Deb had done something so outrageous, touching a stranger’s cock in public - a man whom she spoke to only the day before, whom she doesn’t even know his name.
Mr Jogger was dumbfounded.
Deb’s heart raced but she kept her hand cupped on his crotch. He was big and hard. And it seemed to grow harder with her touch. She was blushing and she was glad the badly lit fitness corner gave her some cover.
Mr Jogger took a step towards Deb and placed both his hands on her waist. His hands felt warm and a bit sweaty to Deb’s bare midriff.
Deb kept her hand on his crotch and began massaging his cock over his shorts, looking down to avert his gaze. She was horny and shy.
Mr Jogger sighed and his breaths got heavier in reaction to Deb’s touch on his nether region.
His hands started to caress Deb’s midriff, sending nice tinging sensations through her body. His hands moved up quickly and brushed her under boobs over the sports bra. It felt good. She didn’t protest and continued massaging his cock over his shorts, her gaze still on the ground.
Since there was no resistance, his hands moved up and cupped her tits. Deb gasped.
At that moment, both of them saw a bight light approaching from one end of the PCN. It was an approaching bicycle! They broke free from each other and acted nonchalant as a road bike whizzed by. They were not caught.
As soon as the bike was out of sight, Mr Jogger pulled Deb to a darker part of the fitness corner that was under the shadow of a large tree. He propped her back against the railing and resumed his autoroam over Deb’s upper body. With the spoilt street lamp, dim moonlight and cover provided by the trunk and shadow of the tree, they are so well concealed that a passing cyclist or jogger may not even notice them.
As Deb was being groped, she returned the favour - one hand grabbing his crotch and the other grabbing and caressing his shoulder.
Both of Mr Jogger’s hands were all over her boobs, squeezing them over her sports bra. Deb could feel herself getting wet. She remembered the cheesy jogging porn videos she watched and realised she was playing those scenes in real life. That thought made her even more horny.
Deb threw caution to the wind and stuck her hand into his shorts. She touched skin. He wasn’t wearing underwear. She grabbed his hard cock and started to stroke it inside his shorts.
That was all the cue he needed. He unzipped her bra top all the way down and her boobs spilled out. Deb felt a whiff of momentary cold as the cool morning air hit her exposed erect nipples. The cold was interrupted by welcome warmth as his hands cupped her bare breasts and kneaded them. Deb closed her eyes and whimpered as he squeezed her tits and pinched her nipples. Her eyes were jolted open when her left nipple felt a warm and wet sensation. She looked down and saw his face buried in his left bosom, he was sucking her tit. She writhed in ecstasy as he suckled her, her hand still holding on to his cock.
Deb’s hand suddenly didn’t feel his shorts anymore. She looked down and realised he had pull down his shorts halfway down his hip, and her hand was holding to his fully exposed, hard cock now.
Deb let go of his cock. In the dim light, she could see it throbbing and upright. She looked up and saw him looking at her in the eye with lust. Deb’s eyes must have been equally lustful. He started to rub his hard cock on Deb’s crotch, over her shorts, while his hands groped her exposed tits, as she was pinned against the railing.
Ridiculous and outrageous as can be imagined, Deb realised she was probably going to be fucked in public in a moment. Of course she could stop everything, but she wanted to be fucked as much as he wanted to take her.
She made her decision in a split second. She propped her left leg on the middle of the railing and opened her legs. She reached down her crotch, flipped the high flare shorts aside to reveal the shorts liner. She glanced up and saw his eyes transfixed on her crotch, his cock hard in anticipation of what she was going to reveal to him in a moment. She slowly peeled her shorts liner aside, revealing her pussy to him. Her faced flushed with with excitement as he stared at her exposing her woman bits - it felt so erotic, embarrassing, slutty and liberating at the same time.
He guided his cock to her pussy lips and glided it up and down, trying desperately to find the entrance. Deb was equally desperate. She reach down, spread her pussy lips open with her fingers and buckled her hips for a better angle.
His cock found her love hole and slipped in. Deb felt his cock head enter her, followed by the rest of his tool. In a second, his hard, bare cock was completely buried in her pussy. His crotch was pressing against hers, and her back was pushed against the railing behind her. One of her legs was propped against the railing and her boobs dangled freely. She hugged him tightly, half because she was embarrassed to look at him.