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The Workout

by Otis Spunkmeyer
2/23/94

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     I had known Janie McIntyre since I was a sophomore, two years ago.
We sat next to each other in a Philosophy class, and we started
talking.  We quickly became friends - she was very easy to like, being
the infectiously happy sort who had a melting smile.  She had deep,
brown eyes and long, perfectly straight brown hair that was cut all the
same length and hung down to the middle of her back.  It was the color
of rich chocolate, always shiny and clean, and it was parted on the
right so that it would often fall softly across the left side of her
face, giving her a sexy, seductive look that lasted until she pushed it
back into place.
     Since she was in Mechanical Engineering and I was in Electrical
Engineering, we took some of our lower-level courses together, but she
was a little younger than I, so our school schedules didn't always fall
into synch.  We saw each other around campus a good bit, and
occasionally we even went out for dinner or to a movie, always as
friends.  She had many friends, and had a busy social life, but she
always found the time to hang around with me a little, too.
     I'd always thought a lot of Janie as a friend, but I couldn't help
but wonder what it would be like to have sex with her.  She was short,
but had a really nice body, about 5'2" 115 pounds.  Her breasts were
quite large, and they were always noticeable (though I usually tried
not to), no matter what she wore.  She had a very pretty complexion,
her skin was soft, and everything about her was extremely feminine.
And that smile...  Unreal.  Of course, having her as a friend was too
cool to screw up, so I dismissed my curiosity as an unrealizable
fantasy.
     Anyway, I'd been working out at the University gym for almost a
year, going several times a week for about an hour.  Being a night
person, I'd usually go at the latest possible time, and I'd be there
when they closed at 9pm.  I'd teased Janie a little about coming with
me, and she had seemed somewhat interested, but never took me up on it.
One day, however, she called me up out of the blue and asked if I was
going to go to the gym.  When I said yes, she asked if she could come
along, so we made plans to go together.
     We met over at the Student Activities Center building, where the
gym was located, at about 7:45.  She showed up first, and as I
approached her, I was quickly reminded of her great looks.  I looked at
her from the ground up.  White tennis shoes, ankle socks, legs, oh,
nice legs! tan and firm, cutoff blue jean shorts, Mmmm! curvy hips and
tight waist, gray t-shirt, tucked in, making her tits look huge as they
pushed the fabric out, shiny brown hair pulled back in a long ponytail,
tied by a white elastic.  Hmmm, maybe this wasn't such a great idea, I
thought as I greeted her.
     We went in the building and walked down to the gym, making
friendly small talk.  At the gym entrance, we gave the attendant our
student IDs and went in.  We decided that she could just follow me in
the routine of my normal workout, adjusting the weight to fit her.
There were a lot of people there, lifting weights and sweating.
Overhead, the ceiling fans turned slowly, and we were surrounded by the
sounds of clanking weights and people talking.
     First we did the bench press.  I put 140 pounds onto the bar and
warmed up by running through a set of ten.  Then I pulled most of the
weight off of the bar and let Janie do ten repetitions, spotting for
her.  We continued swapping sets until we had each done three.  While I
was removing the weights from the bar, I noticed a guy starting to
bench press on the next bench.  I had seen this guy working out there
many times, I'm sure he must have been there for several hours every
day - he was built.  This was the one guy in every gym that makes all
the other guys say "Holy shit!  That dude is incredible!"  He was about
six feet, three inches tall and must have weighed 240 - all pure
muscle.  He was very well defined, and every muscle seemed to flex and
release as he walked.  He had dark hair and rugged features, like a man
you might see in a shaving commercial, but I wouldn't want to be on
_this_ guy's bad side...
     Apparently Janie had noticed him too.  "Look, he's lifting 400
pounds!" she whispered to me.  Sure enough.  We watched him lift it a
few times, his chest and arms flexing hard, a look of concentration on
his face as the bending bar made its way upward, then I walked away
toward the barbell rack.  A long moment later, Janie pulled her eyes
off him and followed me, letting him finish his set.
      Next, we did some upright rows.  Janie did these quite well - I
stood behind her and watched her in the mirror.  She was definitely
nice to watch.  She had to give a little extra effort to get the bar
over her full breasts, however.  I couldn't help but notice these
things.
     During my last set, Mr. Big Guy came over near us and started
doing curls.  As I strained with my barbell, he curled more weight than
I was even lifting in rows.  I saw Janie staring at him, seeming to be
in awe of his incredible strength.  I tensed and pulled hard on my last
three reps, wishing I were built better than I was; my genetics kept me
in check - I could never be as muscle-bound as that guy.  I put the bar
down with a clang, and let out a sigh of relief.  I turned to watch as
he lifted for the last few times.  His biceps and triceps were bulging
and his whole body seemed tense, poised to control the weight.  He
finished his set with a grunt and let the dumbbell fall to rest on the
floor.
     "Let's go do some leg curls," I said to Janie.  I paused, watching
her watch him.  "Come ON!" I said, snapping her out of her daze.
During the rest of our workout, Janie kept looking over to see what this
guy was doing, watching him distractedly, seeing his big body flex with
the strain of each lift, working up a sweat.  He didn't seem to notice
the attention she was giving him, and I tried to ignore it myself.  By
about 8:45, most of the people had left the gym, with only about ten
remaining.  The atmosphere was more relaxed now, and quieter.  Mr. Big
was still there, though, oh yeah.
     We began doing some easier exercises to unwind from our workout.
We were both sweating quite a bit.  Janie's legs glistened with
perspiration, and her face was flushed from exertion.  She was
breathing deeply, and a few strands of her hair were sticking to the
sides of her face.
     As we did our last sets, the remaining stragglers filtered out,
and by 8:55, we were left alone with the big guy and the attendant, who
looked like he was ready to go home.  Janie was doing curls with small
dumbbells, and the other guy was working his pecs on the machine
nearby.  I decided to go for a drink of water from the fountain just
outside the gym door.
     As I passed the attendant, he said, "Hey, it's about that time!"
I replied jokingly, "Well, we're about finished.  You can go on if you
want, and we'll just make sure the door is locked behind us."  I didn't
expect him to go for that, but he surprised me and said, "Yeah, I've
got a big test tomorrow.  I need to get home...  Could you just make
sure the lights are out?  If you just pull away the doorstop, the door
will close and lock behind you."  "OK, no problem," I said, and he
thanked me and followed me outside.  He walked down the hall and out
the door of the main building as I stood there by the fountain, putting
some much-needed water back into my system.
     As I re-entered the gym, I was stunned to see that Janie was over
near the guy, talking to him as he sat in the seat of the pec machine.
Apparently, she had finished her set and couldn't resist any longer.
I stood in the doorway and watched as they talked.  Janie was giggling,
and the guy was smiling.  I could see her hair hanging slightly in
front of her face in that soft, sexy way.  She brushed it back behind
her ear.  I couldn't make out every word that they were saying, but
they were obviously flirting.  This scenario had caught me way off
guard - I was jealous of this guy; it kind of pissed me off to see her
giving him so much attention, but I wasn't sure how to react, so I made
up my mind just to hang back and watch until I had a better idea.
     After about a minute of listening to them talk, with much giggling
on Janie's part, I noticed their conversation getting quieter.  They
were looking at each other intently, hanging on every word.  There was
a long silence.  I was about to come forward, then she moved closer to
him...  She stood beside him and sat down in his lap, adjusting to a
comfortable position.  Oh shit...  She began kissing him.  "What is
*this*?" I thought.  I was really surprised at this, and pretty
frustrated, watching this guy with Janie.  "I brought her here - she's
*my* friend!" I thought, but I said nothing and remained in the
doorway, watching, my adrenaline kicking in.
     With her in his arms, he seemed more powerful than ever, his
well-toned body easily holding her small, feminine frame.  They kissed
slowly and passionately, her arms around his neck as he held her in
place.  After they had been making out for a minute, he put his arms
under her legs and stood up, carrying her over to the leg press machine
beside the pec machine he was on.  He set her down gently on the bench
and she laid back on the headrest, which kept her head tilted up at an
angle, letting her continue to watch him, her ponytail dangling behind
the bench.  He pulled his shirt over his head in one smooth motion,
exposing his broad, muscular chest and rippled stomach.  He removed his
shoes, then pulled down his gym shorts and underwear, revealing the
biggest, fattest cock I've ever seen in real life.  It was about eight
inches long and as thick as my wrist, pointing straight up, hard as a
rock.  Janie watched it, transfixed.  His balls were like those of a
bull, and they dangled like heavy rocks.
     He reached out and untucked Janie's gray shirt, then slid it up
and off her body, revealing a white bra that was barely holding her
big, sloshing tits.  He leaned over her again and she leaned up a
little, letting his big hands move in behind her back to unclasp her
bra.  As he did so, their lips met and their mouths opened in a deep
kiss.  They kissed wetly, eyes closed, tongues probing.  Once her bra
was undone, he pulled it with him as he stood back up, letting it slide
slowly off her full tits as they broke their kiss, caressing them on
the way up, causing her pink nipples to become taut with excitement.
His every move seemed designed to show off his giant muscles - they
flexed to rock hard perfection as he undressed her.  He untied her
shoes and removed them, then pulled her short socks off, setting them
on the floor to his left.  As he did so, Janie reached back and slid
the white elastic ponytail holder down her hair and let it fall onto
the floor behind her.  He then reached for the waistband of her
cutoffs, unfastened the button and unzipped them fully.  He pulled them
down her smooth legs and over her small feet, leaving her completely
naked.  She was as beautiful as I had imagined; the soft flesh of her
body was the perfect compliment for his hard masculinity.  He looked at
her for a long moment, exploring her sexy body, and she looked back
into his eyes, anticipating his touch, shaking her head gently to let
her soft brown hair untangle and spill over the back of the bench.
     I moved toward them, wanting to get a closer look.  My jealousy
was now balanced by my arousal, and the combination of emotions was
overwhelming me.  He got on his knees facing the end of the bench and
began pressing the swollen head of his cock up against her glistening
pink pussylips, rubbing it back and forth along them, letting her
juices slide onto him as her cunt kissed his huge hard-on.  Janie
moaned gently as he touched her, looking down at his penis, loving the
sensations it was giving her and becoming more excited in anticipation.
Once the head was slippery with her sweet fluids, he pressed it up
against her moist entrance and put his hands firmly on her hips.  He
slowly, slowly began to insert himself into her.  First his massive
dickhead slid into her, making her lips open wide as she engulfed him.
"Ohhh!" Janie moaned sultrily, louder than before.  He pushed a little
more, and the shaft began to slip into her.  Janie's pussy was
stretched to its maximum, her lips grasping his cock tight, barely
letting him enter.  Janie drew her legs up to his side and held him
with her bent knees.  She wiggled her ass to help him slide in, causing
her boobs to shake gently.  Her whole body was tense, her mouth open
and trembling slightly as she watched him enter her pussy.  She reached
down and covered his hands in hers, pressing them against her hips.
Inch by inch his cock went in, disappearing into her only because the
copious juices flowing from her cunt were covering him with warm
lubrication.  Janie breathed in short breaths as his cock slowly filled
her, making little cries as it stroked her pussylips on the way in.
With every moment, her face went through a range of emotions, somewhere
between pleasure and pain, watching as her cunt swallowed him, opening
as it had never opened before.
     Finally, the last of his hard-on buried itself in her cunt and his
pubic bone came to rest on her ass, his dickhead pressing hard into her
cervix.  Janie gasped, "Ohhh!  Ohhh, your cock is so beautiful!" her
pretty face contorted in ecstasy.  She squirmed, impaled on his rod,
but she had nowhere to go, caught between his loins and the headrest of
the bench.  He thrust his hips and pressed his cock as deep into her as
it would go, making her give a short, high-pitched cry of pleasure,
then he reached down with his index finger and stroked her stretched
pussylips, getting juices from them, then he moved to her clit, which
was thoroughly engorged, and began diddling it slowly with his slick
finger.  "Oh God, fuck me!" Janie bellowed, her body tensing even more
as he touched her sensitive spot.  He pushed with his knees, making
sure his cock was thrust fully inside her, steadying her, his legs
touching her soft, smooth ass, and continued stroking her clit, gently
for a few seconds, then firmly, gently, then firmly.  "UHHHHHH!" Janie
cried through clenched teeth, unable to form words.
     Lust had definitely taken control of my emotions, so I walked up
behind the bench, facing the top of Janie's head.  Her face had a
pained expression, and her breath came in short gasps.  His finger
continued fondling her clit, which was sticking up through the soft
folds of her skin.  Her arms tensed as she held his hands even tighter;
she closed her eyes and arched her head back as a cry built up inside
her.  "OOOOHHH!  OHHH!" she yelled as she reached orgasm.  Her body
spasmed violently, her pretty head and long brown hair shaking
uncontrollably as she came, filled completely with his monster cock.
Her pussy had no room to contract - again and again she pulsed deep
inside, her whole body trembling with every spasm of her orgasm.  She
came again and again, her sexy body tensing wildly, her breasts
bouncing, her beautiful face showing her ecstasy.  He kept playing with
her clit until she had completely finished jerking.  "Uh, uh, uh,
ummmmmm!" she pleaded with every breath as her orgasm subsided, leaving
her moaning in pleasure.
     He had obviously enjoyed the show, probably more than I had, and
he leaned forward over her, sliding his hands up to her shapely waist
and began fucking her intently.  Slowly at first, his cock slid back
out of Janie's overstuffed hole.  Janie moaned softly as it exited,
slowly leaving space in her vagina.  He pulled it out until only his
massive dickhead was in her, holding on to her as he controlled the
motion of his prick.  He slid back in her, all the way, making her gasp
again, then back out.  His face showed the concentration of his
previous workout, and his muscles flexed and released with each thrust
of his hips, his whole body getting into the motion.  He began to fuck
her faster, with the same long strokes, their sweating bodies sliding
against each other.  Janie was really excited again and from the
headrest of the bench she had a good angle to peer between her full
tits and watch his cock penetrate her slippery cunt.  He fucked her
hard now, his overfull balls slapping heavily against her soft ass with
every stroke.  Janie moaned each time his dick pressed against the
deepest part of her cunt.  She put her hands behind her knees and
pulled her legs up to her chest, spreading them wider, allowing the
deepest possible penetration.  His thrusts were making her whole body
rock back and forth on the bench.  He held her waist tighter to
compensate, his arms between her legs, his fingers pressing firmly into
her soft, perspiring skin.  Janie began moaning loudly, arching her
back to receive him fully within her.  I watched his cock filling her,
and saw her slippery pussylips straining to hold him.  His cock racing
in an out of her tight box, he looked down at her and let out a deep
moan.
     Janie cried out as his come entered her, splashing warmly inside
her pretty cunt.  He rammed his huge cock between her quivering
pussylips again, I watched them ripple gently as they caressed his
spasming cock.  Janie moaned loudly in painful pleasure as she took his
come and had another orgasm of her own.  She closed her eyes and let it
wash over her in overwhelming waves, feeling his come splatter inside
her.  Quickly, he grabbed the base of his cock and pulled it out of
her.  He slid his prick up between her pulsing pussylips, letting them
suck on its underside, until his dickhead appeared above them.  Huge
streams of jism shot in wet ropes across Janie's body as his balls
unloaded.  His orgasm sent semen flying over her as he thrust his giant
rod up and down her trembling cuntlips.  It landed hotly on her flat
belly, on her gorgeous tits, and up in her pretty face.  He shot more
come than I thought possible, giving this beautiful brunette a fluid,
milky bath.  Janie moaned until I though she was going to cry as the
jism flooded onto her torso, covering it totally - running in streams
off her soft, heaving breasts, making a warm puddle on her tummy.  Her
quivering pussy sucked his cock as it geysered onto her like a
fire hose.
     Their orgasms subsided slowly, and the last of his semen trickled
back down the underside of his cock.  He ran his cock down her cuntlips
one more time, wiping the come onto her.  He moved back a little bit,
away from her, then he stood up.  He straddled Janie's body on the
bench, and walked forward over her until his legs were bumping into her
sticky breasts.  She was still sighing heavily with each exhale,
exhausted, but as his cock came within reach, no longer erect but still
engorged and huge, she leaned forward and took it in her mouth.  She
grabbed his muscular ass, pulling him forward over her tits until he
was straddling her neck.  Keeping his cock in her mouth, she lay back
against the headrest once more.  She began cleaning his cock, fitting
as much as she could in her mouth and sliding it around.  She made it
slide against all the wet surfaces inside her mouth, running her tongue
all around it as she sucked it, letting him watch as she swallowed all
the semen still left on his prick.
     I couldn't stand it any more - the sight of Janie sucking the come
off of his huge semi-erect cock made my own cock strain with incredible
desire.  I pulled my pants down to my knees, freeing my rock-hard
penis.  I loosely grabbed Janie's gently bobbing hair in my left hand,
letting it hang down in a ponytail, and pressed my penis into it.  The
feel of her soft brown hair on my painfully hard cock was pure heaven.
Her shiny locks seemed cool to my hot shaft as I rubbed into them.  I
adjusted my hand to grab her hair again, smoothing it around the bottom
and sides of my burning cock.  I felt every hair as I ran my sensitive
cock over and through it, my hand pressing her silky locks all over my
shaft.  I thrust my hips slowly, letting my cock run in and out of my
hand, through her long, sexy hair, as I watched her moan and slobber on
his dick.  I grabbed her shoulder with my right hand for support as I
pushed my hips forward again, slowly, but harder, my whole body tensing
with desire.  I couldn't wait to come, she was so beautiful.  My
muscles clenched as my prick pushed up through her shiny brown hair,
running up against the back of her head, her scalp providing it with
some much needed friction.  Her soft hair provided the perfect
lubrication as I thrust my cock along her pretty part, letting the
underside of my dickhead and the sensitive glans stroke her head as it
bobbed gently back and forth, masturbating me.  Janie continued
slurping on his huge cock, wiping it wildly with her tongue, making
love to it.  I made one more thrust through my hand, covered in her
long, dark, hair, and felt the glans come into tingling contact with
her pretty head again.
     I shuddered as I felt the come make its way through me.  "Oh Jane!
Oh Janie, you little bitch!" I growled, my mouth tense as I came.
Thick wads of come shot into her pretty brown hair.  I thrilled in
total ecstasy as my cock exploded onto her, shooting fat globs of come
into her soft, sexy hair.  "Oh baby!  You're such a pretty slut!" I
moaned, my dick throbbing onto her.  My cock ran along the part in her
hair and spurted a wad of semen over into her face.  My cock pulsed
hard again and shot another small pool of semen onto her as I ran my
dick through the jism I had left along the back of her gorgeous head.
I continued jerking off in her long hair, my dick squirting semen as I
thrust back and forth, running it through her cum-soaked hair.
     As I came back to reality, I slid my wet dick out of my hand and
let go of her hair, watching it sway as it fell back toward the ground.
Janie finished sucking all the come off his cock, and he stepped off
the bench and began to get dressed.  Janie sat up, her body covered
with perspiration and his semen.  My own come was in sticky streams on
top of her head, and made her shiny brown hair wet where the semen was
rubbed into it.  I couldn't think of anything really clever to say
after having shot my wad on her, but everyone seemed too satisfied to
talk at this point, anyway.  Before putting her clothes back on, Janie
massaged as much semen as possible into her skin and then ran her
fingers through her hair, stroking and massaging it into her long
locks.  When we had all finished dressing, we filed out of the gym and
removed the doorstop, letting the door close and lock behind us.
     "See ya later, Janie," I said.  She turned and smiled at me, with
a knowing twinkle in her eye.  "See ya."  During that moment of eye
contact, we seemed to say everything that needed to be said.  She
headed toward the showers - then I turned and walked down the hall and
out the door.

