It had been an eventful few weeks since returning from my travels and then meeting O, a hot, hung, black escort from London. He had given me the best sex I had ever experienced. He left me 100% satisfied and completely worn out every time. I also found after only a few days without seeing him, I'd develop a deep yearning for him. Almost a hunger that had me planning our next meeting. I felt like it was turning into an addiction, but it was a very welcome and incredibly sexy and naughty addiction.
I had also met a very naughty and adventurous girl, H. She had been giving me the filthy passionate sex that I craved and it seemed to get more filthy every time. I felt like we were on the same wave length and we were having some very naughty fun exploring each others fantasies together. Safe to say, my sex life was pretty amazing at the moment. I had the raw, power of O, who could hit parts of me that others couldn't, and the little, sexy nymph that is H, who was always willing to push boundaries and discover new pleasures.
It had been just over a week and I had that all too familiar yearning for O and his beautiful, huge black cock. I sent him a text asking if he was available over the next few days to meet up again.
The last time we had met, we'd had some delicious, and even romantic fun at a nearby hotel and he'd stayed the night so we could repeat the hot, passionate fucking session the next morning. We'd gotten to know each other a little better and I'd learnt that he was a personal trainer in his day job. This had opened up an extra line of fantasies for me. I told O about a story I'd read on literotica about a white guy who hits the gym a lot and was seduced by a hung black man one night when the gym was empty. I loved that story and it opened up so many extra fantasies for me. I let O know that it was called 'Pumped' and I made sure to send him the link, I just hoped he enjoyed it as much as me.
When O replied to my text about meeting up, my heart skipped a beat when he told me to meet him at the gym he worked at. He told me the gym would be quiet by that time and offered me a 1 on 1 personal training session before he promised to fulfil this fantasy of mine.
I arrived around half past 8 in the evening and noticed O was just finishing off with another client. He waved and indicated to give him 2 minutes. I nodded, no problem. The woman he was chatting to appeared to be flirting with him and O flashed that million dollar smile as they laughed together. I found myself feeling a little jealous but tried to put it to the back of my mind. She must have been mid forties, with long, dark hair and had a smoking body. I could tell she definitely did not skip any squats. Her ass was perfect.
I was day dreaming and wondering if O had fucked her and how hot it would be to watch him plunge his huge, beautiful cock into her hot, tight pussy from behind and hear her moan with pleasure. I was awoken from my day dream by O's deep voice.
"You ready to get this session started?" he asked, with a wink and a naughty smile.
"Ready when you are." I replied.
I followed O into the main weights area. I was trying to concentrate but my day dream and the sight of O in his gym wear was making it difficult. His tight black t-shirt clung to his muscular body. It was tight over his thick biceps and chiseled chest. His shorts really helped show off his perfect glutes and strong, powerful thighs. Fuck he looked good.
There were only a couple of other people milling around the gym. We did a bit of a warm up which included air squats, exercises to activate the glutes, and some hip mobility work. When I felt suitably warmed up, we found a squat rack that was free and loaded some plates onto the Olympic bar. O suggested the usual 3 sets of 10 and we'd increase the weight each time. He assured me that he was there to spot me to get the reps out.
In case anyone doesn't know, to spot someone whilst doing squats involves standing close behind them and positioning your forearms under the person in front's armpits. This way you do the squat movement with them and if needed you're in a position to use your leg muscles to help the person doing the squats to lift the weight. So when O suggested he'd be there to assist, I had a quick glance around to see who else was about. Of course, this type of thing is always innocent and just the way to spot someone who is squatting. But with O, and the things we'd done previously, I knew that this would not be the case. I felt a little nervous to be doing this with people still in the gym but just told myself that it is normal and nobody else would know how sexual it could get between us.
I stepped towards the bar and ducked underneath to mount it on my shoulders. We made eye contact in the mirror in front of us and I was struggling to concentrate. Not the most ideal time to go weak at the knees. I lifted the bar from the rack and lowered my ass to the floor. O took a step back as I was comfortable that I had this weight covered. I could see him checking me out, watching my ass as I squatted low and then pushed up with my glutes and quads to raise the weight back up to standing. We made eye contact again and I shook my head and gave him a smile. He was insatiable.
I lowered again and O let out a hungry grunt as he ate me up with his eyes. Him checking me out like this was really making me horny and I could feel my cock twitch and start to grow. Luckily I was wearing some tight base layer under shorts to keep everything in tight underneath my outer shorts. I had a feeling that this would happen.
I finished the 10 reps and O stepped in to help me re-rack the bar. He nuzzled into my neck and whispered into my ear in his deep sexy voice, almost a grunt, that he was going to own my sexy ass tonight. He took me by surprise and I again glanced around to make sure nobody had seen us. I was nervous and not completely comfortable since there were still people in the gym. He reassured me not to worry, nobody was paying any attention to us. They were busy with their own workout.
We loaded a few more plates onto the bar, this set was going to be a struggle. I once again stepped under. O assured me that I've handled a lot worse and this should be child's play. I took a deep breath and lifted the bar off the rack, steadied myself, and lowered my ass to the ground. It was a little slower pushing up this time due to the extra weight. i managed 6, then 7 reps and on the 8th, I struggled to push back up. O was behind me like a shot and helped me complete the squat. He was in close behind me now, ready to spot me for the last 2 reps.
I lowered back down and I felt O right behind me. As I went down to squat, my ass pushed back and I lowered myself down. As I lowered, obviously, my ass cheeks have to part, and I felt O's stiffness push between my cheeks. I could already feel his power and the heat of his breath on the back of my neck.
I pushed back up but with nowhere near as much effort.. O gripped me and helped me stand. He was so strong, holding me up until that all telling clench at the top.
He whispered into my ear, "You've got one more in you, if you think you can handle it."
