“Harder baby!! Fuck me!!!” my girlfriend yelped as I continued to thrust inside her, parting her glistening lips from behind. I love fucking her doggy style. I looked down at her chubby caramel-coloured ass and smacked her right cheek as I bucked my hips harder, thrusting my dick deeper into her.
I grabbed her just above her hips and pulled her into me as I thrust even harder.
“Fuck you are sexy,” I groaned as I continued to manhandle her chubby frame. Her girly sounds coupled with the clenching of her pussy made me want to cum……but not yet. My mind wandered as she screamed when I smacked her ass again. And then again.
I went back a few hours to our double date. A fun little night out with Lola and her new boyfriend. Drinks, food and then some more drinks.
I smacked my gf’s ass again and looked down, imagining it to be Lola’s. I love fucking my Ife, but her friend Lola is fucking hot, coupled with the fact that she loves the things I love. Sadly, my girlfriend doesn’t share my fantasies. I wonder if Lola’s boyfriend, Chuks is fucking her as I’m fucking Ife right now. *SMACK*.
“Fuck baby!” my girlfriend moaned. “What’s up with you?”
I snap out of it. “I’m sorry, fuck, I didn’t realize I hit that hard.”
“Don’t be,” she mouthed back with a pant. “Fuck me harder. Hit me harder. Use my body. I fucking love it.”
Our sex life is okay, but she doesn’t exactly share my fantasies, she doesn’t exactly like a lot of things I like, I found out her friend, Lola and I had the same sexual energy and she was just as kinky as I was, if not more than I, so when images of Lola get into my head while I’m fucking her, I go into another dimension.
SMACK. I slap her ass again. And again. I look down at the perfect figure of my gf and all l I can think about is fucking her friend. I pull her hair back causing her body to rise as I penetrate at a different angle.
“God yes, I’m about to cum” my gf moans. “Don’t stop, don’t s….t…..top”
“Mmmm,” I groan. “I feel you dripping all over me.”
I pushed farther inside her. The whole time I was fucking her all I could think about was how I wanted to annihilate her friend’s pussy.
There was no way that that Igbo boyfriend of hers knew how to take care of her. Only a Yoruba man like myself understood the intricacies of Lola’s body. Thinking of Lola’s nipples being hard and whether or not her pussy was trimmed or clean shaved like my girlfriend’s sent me over the edge. I wanted to pull out and shoot ropes of white all over my GF’s pretty face. I love facials, but she doesn’t.
“fuck,” Ife panted. “That was fucking hot!”
I pulled out and watched my cum seep from her insides. “Yes, it was,” I whispered to her while collapsing on my back beside her. Her breasts hung down as she was still on all fours. Her nipples could cut glass. My gf, Ife, is sexy as fuck, I only wish she was as wild as Lola.
Being Lola’s workout partner increased the sexual tension between us, at least on my end. Lola had given me a tip of her iceberg during our earlier encounter, and I think that is why I wanted her so badly. I just had one of the best sex sessions of my life, and all I could think of was what Lola would wear to our workout session tomorrow. Whatever it is, it will be a turn on. Thinking of her in a sports bra and tight gym shorts made me hard again. My gf noticed and joked about how I was always horny.
The next morning, I jogged to the gym. I live just a street away from there so jogging helps me get the perfect warmup to working out. I was set to meet Lola there at 7. We like to get there early as very few people get there that early.
I arrived a few minutes before, but she was already at the gym. She had just come out of the changing room and she looked stunning. I greeted her with a lingering hug and then we made our way to the gym proper. Her attire for the day was short black gym shorts and a crop top. Her black hair was in ponytail and her face looked so innocent, which was the mystery I couldn’t wrap my head around.
I couldn’t help but stare at her ass while she was doing her squats. She then made her way to the bench press. Her legs straddled the bench, and from what I saw, there was no way she was wearing any panties. Her shorts rode up the crevice of her thighs, and every inch of her skin was as smooth as silk. If they were half an inch shorter, I think I would’ve seen her pussy lips.
I felt the bulge in my gym shorts try to grow, luckily, I had on compression underwear to hide it. As she moved the bar up and down my thoughts fluttered to the night before. “Last night was fun,” I said.
“Oh yeahh, we had a great time,” Lola replied as she racked the last of her warmup set. There was no need to help her at kg, but when she increased to 35 kg, she would always need a little help. Her max was around 40/45, which is quite strong considering not many men can lift that.
“I think your skirt was shorter than your gym shorts today,” I teased.
“Tolu, abeg o,” she laughed. “But maybe. Chuks likes it when I show off a little skin”
“He’s not the only one,” I mused with a flirtatious smile. “I bet he likes it so he can bend you over when you get home from your date, and…”
She cut me off. “You’re nasty jur,” she gave a girly laugh that turned me on. “Come and help me with the extra weights jur.”
We put an extra five on each side and this time I stood above her. Just a few inches of space and a couple of millimetres of fabric separated her pretty face from my hungry cock. To have her lips around it again would be heaven.
I imagined myself fucking her mouth while her head dangled off the end of the bench with each rep. She struggled with the tenth push, and I helped the bar to its rack.
“So how are things with Chuks,” I probed as we finished our workout for the day.
“Oh, they are okay,” she smiled. “He’s sweet and super nice and treats me very well.”
“That’s good. I sense a ‘but’ coming.”
She laughed. “It’s just I wish, I dunno, I wish he was more,” her sentence trailed off.
“It’s okay, you can tell me,” I put my arm around her.
She blushed as we walked outside the gym and to her car.
“He was a virgin when we met,” she blurted all at once. “So he’s not as freaky as I would have liked. He’s just so gentle. Like you said earlier about bending me over in my skirt; I wish he would do that!” The words came out faster than anything I have ever heard. I could tell she was nervous.
“Well,” I began. “If you were my girl and wore something like that you would definitely be getting the fucking of your life every single time.”
“Fuck,” she exclaimed. “I shouldn’t be talking to you about this. But I wish Chuks would do just what you said. You and my friend have a great sex life, but she says you’re too much of a freak . She tells me about it all the time and it makes me sooo jealous, sometimes I end up wishing we could swap men”
“I see” I said as we got to her car. “You can talk to me about anything. And really, Ife told you that?”
She rolled her eyes. “I cannot be talking to you about this!”
“Sure you can,” I said. “It’s fine.” It was way more than fine. I felt a twinge in my boxers talking to Lola about her sex life. All I could imagine is what I wanted to do to her right here in the parking lot. My mind toggled between making her suck me dry or bending her over the boot of her car and fucking her in broad daylight. My mind snapped back to reality.
“Well, that’s not good,” we need to fix that.
“I agree.” She replied. “Wait, what? We? I have to go meet Chuks before class. I’d see you tomorrow abeg .” She rolled her eyes and gave me a playful peck on the cheek as she got into Bolt she had ordered. I held the door open. “Come over tomorrow and keep me company, so we can work out at home”, I said
“Errrr”
“I was thinking you could come over and we can chat about your little problem some more while we workout . By the way, you’ve made a lot of progress on your upper body, time to focus on those legs and ass.”
“You want to focus on my ass abi,” she winked.
“You know what I mean, guy,” I teased. “See you tomorrow. My house, 8am, okay?”
“No wahala,” she smiled.
I closed the door and the driver drove off. Focus on my ass, do you, those words turned me on. Her ass is perfect. I don’t even know why she needs me to help her work out. She has the prefect frame and figure, maybe she just wants to keep it that way.
A few minutes past 8, she finally called to let me know she was outside my door. I made my way to the gate wearing only my tank top and briefs. Why have a big dick and not show if off every now and then?
“Hi,” I said as I opened the door. “Come in.”
“See this one o,” she smirked. “You’re not even dressed to work out, abi did I wake you?”
“You think I’m like you?. I’ve been up since 6.” We both had a good laugh as she made her way to the couch. “So I was thinking” I started. “With your workouts, you’re right on track. Not that you need to lose weight at all, you totally perfect to me, actually you look sexy.”
“Awww, thanks,” she blushed. “I wish Chuks thought I was as sexy as you say I am. He is just, so,”
“Lame?” I finish her sentence.
“Yes!” she exclaimed. “Why can’t he just fuck me and slut me out and make me fucking cum.” The frustration in her voice was enticing and turned me on even more than her body.
“Well,” I said as I walked closer, “You certainly have me turned on.
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