Gym Girl's Private PT (3)
"Y-you, what the hell are you doing, you bastard…! You're not gonna erase this memory, you pervert fuck?! "
I'd tried to calm her down as gently as I could, but no dice. Even though I knew damn well I was in the wrong—watching her scream like this—a fire lit in my gut anyway. Whatever, I'll regress and wipe her memory clean. In the next 30 minutes, I'll break her completely with some "exercise" and feel great doing it. That kind of stubborn pride.
"You don't seem to get the situation. Scream all you want—no one's coming."
"W-what…?!"
"So just suck it nice and quiet, and I'll make your workout feel real good."
She whipped her head around, scanning the room, and ripples formed in her wide eyes. The folks who should've been hustling on the machines stood frozen like statues. In the GX room, people mid-class were locked in awkward poses, unmoving.
"See? Now you get it. We both cum happy—win-win. So suck it."
She was still shaking like a leaf, eyes darting wildly, so I grabbed her head and shoved it toward my cock.
"Hate it? Fine. But don't expect me to make it feel good for you then."
I flashed a grin and stared her down. She hesitated a moment, then squeezed her eyes shut like she'd made up her mind and slowly leaned in.
"Fuu…"
She'd glared daggers at me just seconds ago, but now she lowered her head, parting her lips to take the dick of a total stranger—nestled right between her tits—into her mouth.
"Oh fuck yeah, that's hot as hell."
I just don't get why they all freak out so much when it always ends like this anyway.
"Do it right. No half-assing."
She was clearly a total newbie at blowjobs—clumsy as fuck. Her teeth grazed me now and then, and that soft tongue of hers fumbled awkwardly. But damn, the pleasure from her inexperience hit different. Tasting a virgin mouth before I claim her pussy? Priceless.
"Nghh… ugh…"
I could feel her forcing her tongue to move, her face twisted in agony.
That pained look, the sloppy licks, the soft squeeze of her tits—it all piled up until I couldn't hold back.
"Gonna cum… in your mouth…!"
"Mmmph… guh…!"
Ignoring her thrashing arms and legs, I unloaded thick ropes of cum straight down her throat. When I finally pulled out, the semen pooling in her mouth painted one hell of an erotic picture.
"Urgh… blegh…!"
I'd planned to make her swallow, but pulling out first let her spit it all over the floor.
"Eh, first time's a charm. Happens."
With those thug chicks, they had it coming, so I forced it down their throats. But I'm not that evil. Not to some innocent girl like this—especially not on her first BJ. No way I'm shoving it on her.
"Hic… w-why are you… doing this…?"
Her pitiful voice and watery eyes stabbed at my conscience again.
"Dunno. Pretty face? Killer body?"
Truth was, no deeper reason. Just wanted to fuck her. Simple as that.
I shrugged, and her expression twisted—like she was staring at a psycho.
"Think what you want. Not stopping now."
I stepped over to where she lay and yanked off her tight shorts. Gray panties underneath, with a dark wet streak right in the crotch.
"Felt that, huh?"
"I didn't feel a thing…!"
Her shrill denial and that stain said otherwise. Made me wonder if my cum had some aphrodisiac shit in it. Nah, probably not. But every girl got soaked like this, even forced. Was I just that good?
"That feisty struggling? Hot as fuck."
I grabbed her tits, kneading them as I locked eyes and smirked.
"Ngh… ah… hah…"
"Alright, now the real deal. Warm-up's over."
I peeled off the last barrier—those gray panties—and her naked body was fully on display. No outdoor workouts or anything? Her skin had that healthy tan glow, big soft tits, zero flab on her flat stomach. Long limbs, and a pussy smooth as glass—no hair at all.
"Damn, pristine. Waxing or what?"
She gave a tiny nod, body quivering in shame. Scared shitless, but still answering? Cute. I'll take it.
"Spread your legs."
"H-how can you even…?!"
She glanced around in panic, but everyone else was still frozen solid. The timer ticking down in my vision showed a solid 20 minutes left—no wonder no one was moving.