First Day PT
Donggyun's body locked tight against Suhee and went still.
The closest distance in the world to her.
With their hips pressed flush together, he spilled another load of cum inside her.
At the start there had been fear about finishing inside—but not a single scrap of that remained now. He simply surrendered to the pleasure her pussy gave him, eyes shut, shuddering through his climax.
Gulp. Gulp.
Even now it felt as if his cock were melting away.
Suhee loved watching that look on his face. The sex itself had been decent enough, but that expression—like he was dying of bliss—what word could even capture it? The sight of him drowning in pleasure, and the way his cock twitched deep inside her, dragged another orgasm out of Suhee as well.
It was strange, realizing she could come from something other than a merciless piston or slick, filthy caresses—but she had no complaints at all.
"Hngh… haah… aah… nn."
Trembling, Suhee clenched down hard around Donggyun's cock one more time. The shaft that had been pulsing out cum had no choice but to empty its very last drop deep inside her. Their bodies, both at the peak, jerked in time with each other.
Back from Donggyun's room, Suhee stood under the showerhead and let the water hit her.
She had left him there looking disappointed and come straight back; she still had the rest of her day to prepare for.
Squish.
"Haaaah…"
She ran her hands down her body, following the warm streams that spilled from her hair. Curves that swelled where they should and cinched in where they should—a flawless figure. Any man who saw her like this would lose his mind.
Her hands slid down over wet skin and settled between her legs, where the sticky traces of Donggyun's creampie still lingered. She could rinse the outside clean, but the cum packed inside her was still seeping out. She worked a finger gently against herself, pressing just enough. At the very least, she needed to get it to a point where it wouldn't keep dripping—if she was going to be out and about.
"Ah, welcome."
"Hello."
"Once you've changed into your workout clothes, we can get started right away."
"Oh—sure."
A little while later, Suhee arrived where she always did: the gym. Keeping her body in shape had always felt essential. Her stamina, too. Honestly, the pleasure sex gave her was far too intense to settle for just once or twice. Taking that kind of raw ecstasy over and over was no small feat either.
There was still a little time before the PT session was supposed to start, but Taejun was unusually eager, and Suhee nodded along.
"Then…"
"Yes, I'll be waiting."
Taejun's eyes tracked Suhee's back as she headed into the locker room, and there was nothing innocent about that look. She couldn't see it, of course—but he raked over her figure again as if he were grading livestock.
No matter how I look at it, she's top-tier.
Filthy fantasies already spinning, Taejun licked his lips and swallowed hard. A little touching was inevitable during PT. Blood was already starting to pool low in his body, enough to be a problem. Still, it was day one. He couldn't go too obvious. Letting a catch this big slip away would be a damn shame.
Oh.
A moment later, when Suhee stepped out in her changed clothes, Taejun nearly cheered. She was even better than he'd imagined. Packing her that slightly revealing set of workout gear had been worth it.
Round, pale shoulders and smooth arms with just a hint of muscle. Below the sports top that barely covered her chest, her midriff was just as fine—pretty abs that showed when body fat was low without looking excessive. And the leggings were a bold cut, too. Short enough that her pubic bone nearly peeked out, so stretchy they clung to every line of her legs and put her ass on shameless display. On anyone else the design would have been too much. On Suhee, it looked perfect.
"This way, please."
"Okay."
"You've been working out for a while, right?"
"Yeah, just a little."
Taejun guided her toward the stretching zone, and the male members' eyes never stopped following. Some of that was pure, dirty hunger for Suhee's body—but from Taejun's perspective as someone who also had to think about the gym's business, he could practically hum with satisfaction. The more women like her who joined, the better the place did.
"Shall we loosen up a bit first, then?"
At his words, Suhee sat down on the mat and started stretching.
"Wow. You're incredibly flexible."
Taejun casually settled in beside her, his hand drifting toward her under the pretense of helping with the stretch. First contact. There were still plenty of eyes around, so he had to be careful—but even without touching her, just watching her body this close was intensely stimulating. He had run PT for countless female clients and fucked more than a few of them, but this level was something else. First time in his life. Workout clothes this daring would look ridiculous on almost anyone, and yet on her they managed to be both flattering and obscenely hot.
"Hngh."
Even the sound of Suhee catching her breath hit him strangely. Already? I can't get hard yet—Taejun clenched down hard and barely kept his lower half in check. He smoothed a hand lightly along her back as she folded forward and let out a breath of his own. Getting a full erection right now would be a problem.
"Hoo…"
The sharp ridges of her erector spinae pressed into his palm. Suhee felt every stroke of Taejun's hand on her back just as clearly. The mild thrill that came with a little tension wasn't bad at all. Add in the men's stares that had been crawling over her body since she walked in, and it was a flavor of feeling pure, naive Donggyun could never give her—humid, sticky, dirty. Like rolling around in the mud.
Suhee had already fucked in gyms more than once before. Just looking at the machines and the layout, she could roughly guess how it would go—what positions she'd get taken in, how he'd dirty her up while dodging the CCTV. Taejun's greasy gaze in the mirror told her everything she needed to know. Men like him were easier to handle. The innocent ones were the real trouble. Show just a little opening, leave a little gap, and their filthy wants would come pouring out on their own. All Suhee had to do then was pretend not to notice and enjoy herself.
"Shall we warm up until you're just starting to break a sweat?"
"Sure."
Wherever Taejun's hands touched, Suhee's body grew hotter. It wasn't sexual arousal exactly—but he could feel her warming under his palms all the same, and it was driving him up the wall. At first he'd planned to take it slow. Watching this obscenely sexy body move right in front of him, though, his patience was shrinking by the second. And she wasn't rejecting the light touches at all. If anything, those low little sounds—half moan, half hum—felt like an invitation. Every time he pressed in, noise spilled from her body like he was playing a fine instrument.
"Nnngh…"
By the time the stretching was done, a light sheen of sweat had broken across Suhee's skin.
"All right—shall we start the real session?"
"Ah, I think I need to tie my hair up."
"I'll grab you a hair tie."
She wasn't soaked, but beads of sweat were just starting to show. Taejun went to the counter and brought one back. The dampness gathered in the valley of her cleavage kept scrambling his focus.
"Thank you."
Suhee took the elastic and lifted both arms to gather her hair.
Oh…
The faint sheen under her arms. The filthy line of her side as it stretched. If no one else had been around, Taejun would have lunged in, licked her greedily, and stripped every scrap of clothing off her on the spot. The heavy sway of her breasts with every movement of her arms was a masterpiece all on its own.
Barely holding himself together, Taejun forced his half-hard cock back down and led Suhee over to the cluster of lower-body machines.
"Since it's day one, we'll do a little stamina check with legs."
Facing her head-on kept sending blood straight to his crotch; standing behind her would let him look more freely. That was the real reason. He had Suhee face the mirror and took his place at her back. The tight leggings put her ass on full display from behind, and that view was no joke either.
"Let's start light with some bodyweight squats."
Suhee nodded and set her stance, eyes forward.
"All right—one."
On Taejun's count she bent her knees slowly, pushing her hips back, keeping her spine straight.
Gulp.
For a second the fabric around her ass stretched and clung even tighter, every contour obscenely clear. Taejun swallowed without meaning to, tried to keep counting, and choked on his own spit instead, coughing. Even without the numbers, Suhee kept moving at a steady pace.
These workout clothes he'd given her—no matter how he looked at it, they were blatantly slutty. Thanks to Donggyun pumping her full earlier, she was wearing panties today, but the outline of her pussy still looked ready to show through. The fabric was that thin, that glued to her skin. The cough just now had probably been for the same reason.
"Hah."
Soft breaths escaping with every rep, Suhee felt her own body heating up too. Taejun staring openly from behind. The eyes of everyone nearby. Every time her ass dropped, it felt like every gaze in the room locked onto it. And on top of that, her pussy—still sensitive from the sex with Donggyun—gave a faint, tingling ache.
"Hngh."
"Ten. Nice work."
Only ten squats, and her body was burning hotter than the count deserved. The skin-tight leggings dug mercilessly into the cleft of her ass and between her thighs. Suhee shifted her legs a little, tugging the fabric free where it had ridden up.
"Let's wrap it up, then. Back to the stretching zone."
"Okay."
Taejun led a now thoroughly sweat-soaked Suhee back toward the mats. The whole session he had been so hard he thought he might die. One last stretch, and he planned to test the waters again—more openly this time. The floor had thinned out a little, and luckily the stretching zone was empty of other members.
"You worked hard for a first day. Let me loosen you up a bit."
He had her lie face-down, then took hold of both her legs.
"Ah—I'm fine, really."
"Still. It's been a while for you. Can't have you seizing up."
Her slim ankles settled neatly into his hands. Legs this light, this pliant. He eased them a little farther apart to either side.
"Just relax for me."
"Ah—"
It was an embarrassingly exposed position. From that angle, the space between Suhee's thighs—her crotch—was laid bare for Taejun to see. She had panties on under the clinging leggings, but the outline showed through without mercy.