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Date: Thu, 12 Jan 2006 08:57:58 +0000
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Tom's Boy by rhetorik I've never watched much television. I go to the movies
probably less than anyone else I know, maybe twice a year. I wasn't ever
interested in anything like the Oscars, or Emmys or Grammy's or whatever. The
only things I watch on TV are sports highlights and CNN. I own and operate a
small gym in a small town just outside of Chicago that makes me enough money
to call myself "successful", but not enough to be rich. So you can imagine my
surprise as I was closing up shop one night, saying goodnight to my regulars,
and getting ready for a night out with the guys when I saw a gorgeous red 1995
Dodge Viper sitting next to my car. I noticed there was a person inside,
probably female, just sitting behind the wheel, watching my door. An old
familiar looking lady was the last to go out, and I bolted the door behind
her. The figure in the Viper was wearing a big, bright baseball cap and
sunglasses. Strange, since it was pretty dark. I glanced again at the Viper. I
was pretty sure it was woman, which relieved me a bit. "So it isn't a
burglar." I thought to myself. Granted, the idea of robbing of a gym isn't
popular, but shit man, the equipment in my place is expensive and I've heard
of it happening. They case a joint, observe security, and then load all they
can into a truck during the night. Of course, the idea of a girl casing a
joint right outside the front door in a Dodge Viper struck me as absurd and I
gave my head a shake for even contemplating it. I was tired and cranky. I
could almost taste the beer I was going to drink that night. I was cashing out
when I heard a light tapping, like a key on glass, coming from the front door.
I looked up. It was the woman from the Viper, and I walked around the counter
to the door. I unbolted it and opened it just enough to stick my face out. I
noticed it was starting to rain. "Yeah?" I grunted. I hate stragglers. I was
closed, and that was it. I almost wanted to tell her to fuck off, but I wasn't
in that bad of a mood. Yet. The woman was pretty fit, even under the over-
sized cotton sweater and track pants I could tell she was fitness-oriented.
I'd never seen her before though, so I thought. "Uh, yeah, can I come in
please?" I heard a feminine, slightly familiar voice say. "I'm closed. I have
to leave soon. I have an appointment" I replied. Yeah, an "appointment" at
10:30 at night on a Friday. Her lips pursed in a whiny smile. It was cute, but
I wanted to go. "Oh, please sir, I've not been in the gym for a few days now
and I'm going to go crazy. Can I please?" she pouted. She then took off her
sunglasses and ugly hat and I almost fell through the door at her. "Hey! I
know you." I said, trying to act natural. "You're Kiana Tom!" I said, trying
not to shout. I can't stand people who go giddy over celebrities, and here I
was doing that very thing. Not that she isn't worth it. Kiana is the hottest
female I'd ever seen. It was like a freshmen in high school being asked to the
prom by the captain of the cheerleaders. "Hi!" she replied, putting out her
hand. I smeared my palms on my pants and grabbed her hand. Her touch was firm,
yet gentle, just like her killer body. That was the only other thing I watched
on TV, was Flex Appeal. The first thing I thought when I saw the show was
"What I wouldn't do to see her naked" "Uh-ahem, please come in!" I exclaimed.
Sure, I knew that she'd only shown her full face to make me let her in, but I
didn't care. "I'm in town visiting a family friend, and I haven't worked out
in over four days!" she told me. "I need to just do some light cardio, or a
fat-burn, just to get it out of my system." Kiana added, as I rebolted the
door. "Well, go to it if you want." I answered. She gave me that great, big,
sexy smile and those gorgeous, Asian eyes as she thanked me. "Oh, thank you
very much. I'll be really quick." she yelled as the door to the female change
room swung shut. My cock was pressing hard against the inner wall of my jeans.
Usually I wear track pants, but changed because I was going out drinking. I
thanked God for the coincidence. Nothing like pitching a tent to freak out a
hot babe. I adjusted myself and looked into the weight-room. It was empty, and
my eyes zeroed in on the woman's locker-room door. A few minutes later, Kiana
emerged in her work-out clothes. My jaw nearly fell of my face. She wore a
white tank-top, under which was a regular sports bra. Her cleavage was supple
as always, and her ass glowed under a pair of skin-tight short-shorts, the
kind she wears on her show. I gave my head another shake, just in case I
drooled or passed out. I watched her from the doorway as she sat down on a
bench with some 20 lb dumbbells and started to curl her arms to her shoulders.
I've never seen a woman make lifting weights so sensual. She looked at me and
smiled. My eyes looked to the floor. Didn't want her to think I was ogling her
like I was. "Can you come over here, please?" she asked. I walked over to the
bench where she was and asked her what I could do. "I just need a spotter. I'm
weighting up to 40 lbs." she answered as I put her weights away and gave her
the new ones. She repeated the slow curling action she was previously doing,
but a little more slowly. She got to six reps, then stalled mid-rep on the way
up the seventh. My hand came up to support the underside of her hand and she
thanked me. "So..." I blurted. Small talk was not my strong suit, especially
with the hotties. "What brings you to this little backwater, forgotten town?"
"I was in Chicago doing a promotion, and one of my high school friends lives
out here now and I thought I'd drop by." "Really? Who?" I asked, then felt
stupid. "You know I can't tell you that." she retorted. "Sorry I asked." I
said muttered. Man, I was really screwing this up. Kiana got to her seventh
rep of her next step, then paused as I held her hand up and let her pull in
tight. She had great stamina. I barely helped her with the next rep. "You work
out, too, huh?" she said with a heavy breath as she finished her set. "Yeah. I
own this place, actually. Had it for about five years now." I replied, trying
not to boast. It was something I was proud of. "Nice place for its size." she
observed. That sounded cool, to hear her appreciate what I'd done with the
place. "Yeah." I said as she laid down on the bench with her head just beneath
the bar. I moved over to the end of the bench and helped her put the bar over
her so she could do a few reps of bench press. The awkward position of my
crotch just a foot from her face was getting to be a little embarrassing. My
hard-on was still there, and from her angle, she had a perfect view of it. I
looked at the wall, and tried to imagine Bea Arthur or Roseanne, anything to
tame the boner in my pants. Kiana finished her set with no problems and then
sat up. Her hair swishing on her back and her firm ass were making it very
difficult for me. "I think I'm ready to go now. She said as I placed the bar
back on the rack. I was sure I'd blown it by then. She stood up, and turned to
me and asked me if there was a problem. I shook my head. She came closer to me
and put her breasts about a millimetre from my chest and looked me in the
eyes. "I bet you'd love to fuck, me, wouldn't you?" she whispered. Her hand
moved up my thigh and stopped on the bulge I had been vainly trying to hide. I
froze. I stammered and sputtered until I heard a voice. It was my own. "Uh,
well yes!" I croaked. This couldn't be happening. "I love it when I get to
meet such a nicely built fan. Do you mind if I suck your cock?" she asked. I
slowly nodded as she lowered herself down to her knees and unzipped me. My
cock sprang like a rocket from my fly, and I felt her lips lock around the
head. I almost came in her mouth right there. The sounds of her slurping and
bobbing on me kept me in a blissful trance. "You do this often?" I quipped as
I looked down. She looked up and stroked my cock. "No, but I was just so
horny. I had to either work out or fuck, and you were here so I thought I'd
take a chance." she continued sucking me until I felt myself letting go. I
knelt down, pulled her up to her feet and kissed her. Her body was so firm, I
couldn't wait to fuck her. But first I had to see this woman naked. I pulled
her top off and she pulled off her bra. Her tits bounced forth. My lips locked
down on her chest and neck as my hand slid down her washboard stomach to her
shorts. My fingers cut under her waistband and found her wet spot, and to my
surprise not a single hair. It was the sweetest surprise of my life. I laid
her on the bench and ripped her shorts of her legs. My tongue licked down the
back of her leg and landed on her pussy. Her clit was swollen and pink,
begging to be licked. Soon I had her squealing. My hands fondled and groped
all over her rigid body while my tongue drove itself deep into her snatch.
Kiana came hard. Her legs squeezed my head tightly enough to kill me if she
tried any harder. I stood up, and dropped my jeans to my ankles. She sat up,
and pulled me into her. Kiana's hand grabbed my cock and guided it into her
pussy. I was in for the ride of my life. Her cunt was tighter than my ex-
girlfriend's ass. I put my weight on the back of my feet and tried to stay
still as she put her arms around my shoulders and bucked her ass forward. She
was fucking me with her cunt while I stayed still. It's amazing what a girl
with a fit body can do to you in the sack. Kiana pushed me down to the floor
and continued to ride me like a stallion. My hands grabbed her tits and she
lowered herself so I could suck her nipples as I thrust myself up into her
hot, wet cunt. She didn't say a word until I felt her pussy tighten even more
and she doubled the pace. "Oooooooh yeeeeeaaaaah gaaaaaaawd" she wailed in
higher and higher tones until she screamed and collapsed on my chest. I think
I didn't come out of shear awe from the whole situation. I knew if I ever got
to fuck Kiana again it would last about 10 seconds. I rolled her off of me and
bent her over the bench. I slid my cock up into her and pulled her ass back to
me. If there's one thing I love about a woman's body, it's her back and I was
staring at one of the best I'd ever seen. I was going to enjoy this. I held
her by her elbows as she arched her back and panted while I fucked her deep
with hard, powerful thrusts. I snorted and snarled and soon blew what felt
like hot cement into her. My cock was throbbing in orgasmic joy as I popped
out of her and fell on my ass behind her. Kiana keep her position and groaned.
I watched her sweet ass quiver as my come leaked slowly from her pussy. I
helped to her feet and grabbed her clothes. She looked at me and laughed. I
hadn't even removed my boots. Kiana scurried into the change room, and I heard
her cry out. "Looks like we need a shower!"
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