Gym Funk

This is based on a true story that happened a couple of months ago.

My wife discovered weight training a few years ago. Up until then, she’d been strictly a yoga, pilates, Zumba kind of girl. But now she’s in the gym three times a week and has fallen in love with the way strength training is reshaping her body.

She’s always had a naturally slim frame, so every bit of muscle definition shows quickly, and I’ll admit it: watching her transform has been a huge turn on. But what I didn’t expect was the confidence that came with it. She’ll catch her reflection now and smile in a way that tells me she finally sees what I’ve always seen; a woman who radiates power and beauty.

The other day she came home from a workout, glowing. The contours of her shoulders and arms highlighted by a fine sheen of sweat, and when I stepped in close, her animalistic funk hit me. There’s something primal about that sweaty cocktail of musk that just screams sex.

I leaned in sniffing her like she was a dog on heat. She raised her arms above her head, a silent invitation to lick her exposed armpits. Mmmmmmmmm, her flesh was salty from exertion and carrying that delicate edge of sourness that comes after a hard workout.

If that sounds strange, I should confess I’ve always been a bit of a truffle hound. Give me ripe camembert, a barnyardy pinot noir, or fermented kimchi; anything bold, complex, a little wild, and I’m in heaven. There are flavors and scents you know you shouldn’t crave, but when you give in… oh, the pleasure is undeniable.

She grabbed the front of my shirt, pulling me toward the bedroom and told me to get naked then she pushed me down onto the bed. Her sexy eyes stayed locked on mine while she stood over me, shoulders squared, arms flexing with deliberate confidence. Slowly she peeled off her gym top freeing her beautiful breasts and smiled seductively as she rotated her outstretched arms in mock workout making her breast jiggle and nipples tighten with excitement.

She knows I’m a voyeur and she definitely has some exhibitionist tendencies herself. I was in heaven. She was playing me like a musical instrument, making my stiff cock bounce with anticipation. Kicking off her trainers, she turned round and let me see her shoulder and back muscles ripple under her skin as she continued to flex. Then she started to wriggle out of her gym shorts, her curvy bottom gyrating as she pulled them down over her long, lithe legs. But what she did next was the biggest tease of all. With a flourish worthy of a stripper, she spread her legs, bent over at the waist, bottom thrust in the air, then her fingers reached round and spread her buttocks wide. Oh my God! What a tease.

Before I had a chance to sit up and touch her, she issued an order. “Lie on the floor.”

I obeyed immediately. Then, kneeling at my feet, she put her hands on either side of my hips and assumed the plank position over me. Her biceps bulged as she lowered her body down until my straining cock disappeared into her open mouth. She started doing press ups, her arms and shoulders quivering with effort and every time her body lowered my cock slid into her hot wet mouth.

After ten cock sucking press ups, she directed me to get on the bed and place a pillow under my neck. Then she straddled my head and thrust her dripping pussy onto my tongue. Gripping the headboard tightly, she ground herself against my face, using my nose and tongue to satisfy her lust. Wriggling my arms free, I caressed her breasts, playing with her nipples and stroking my fingers over the curves of her biceps as she rode my face. I could feel tension building in her body as her grinding got more frantic. It was hard to breath, but her orgasm was almost here. My fingers found her nipples and gently pulled. Her thighs squeezed my head tightly as she moaned and her body convulsed, love juice pouring over my face.

When the shuddering subsided, she climbed off me and flopped onto the bed. “I want more.” Then opening her legs, she murmured, “put your fingers in me.”

My wife loves those intense vaginal orgasms that come from stimulating the g-spot and I adore giving them to her. I knelt beside her and gently slipped my fingers inside her, feeling for the spongy tissue on her upper vaginal wall. I started with slow, delicate, circular motions caressing her g-spot until she groaned with pleasure.

“Oh, that’s it……Yes, right there……Keep going.”

While my left hand presses down just above the pubis, my other hand begins stroking her faster. Normally, once she’s cum it takes a little while for her to reach orgasm again, but it wasn’t long before her body was giving me all the signs she was about to cum hard and fast. Her eyes were shut and mouth slightly open. She’s breathing rapidly and the muscles in her abdomen tighten while little moans escape between her quivering lips. I love this moment when the tide of pleasure rises inside and then suddenly explodes out of her.

Once the first intense convulsion has subsided, I push my fingers deeper into her pussy. She is wide open now, vaginal muscles relaxed, feeling soft and pillowy. The tips of my fingers caress her cervix, and she immediately responds with a series of writhing orgasms that make her body buck and shake with every wave of pleasure. She squirts all over my hand as three, four, maybe five multiple orgasms flood through her.

Afterwards, she lies panting with a huge smile on her face and points to the bedside cabinet. “Fetch big boy.” That’s her name for her favourite magic wand. “Put your cock in my pussy and I’ll give us both a buzz.”

While she focusses on adjusting the wand to her preferred throb setting, I lift and spread her legs until her feet press against my shoulders. Then I slide my cock in between the swollen lips of her vulva resting my glans on top of her clit. She presses the big wand onto the tip of my cock and applies pressure.

Wow, we both groan as the vibrations pass through me into her. This isn’t going to take long; my only hope is that can hold on long enough for her to reach one more climax before I cum. Once again, she holds my gaze, staring into my eyes intently watching the effect she’s having on me.

I grip her ankles tighter, leaning into her and she presses down even harder with ‘big boy’ on my rock hard cock. “Nnnnnngh” she’s on the sensitive base of the glans which is right on top of her clit. The intense stimulation of the wand works its magic and simultaneously an orgasm rips through both of us. My cock pulses, shooting its load over her taught abdomen as she moans with joy.

Afterwards, I lovingly lick her clean, then we collapse into each other’s arms and wallow in the funky cum smelling afterglow.

Now we both look forward to her gym sessions with a new level of anticipation.