Thirty minutes or so went by and we were pretty much still even with my money. So we headed over to black jack table where we ran into Joe from last night who seemed to have had a few drinks too many as his chips of $300 kept growing smaller and smaller. I bought $100 in chips and handed Cindy and Sara $25 each. We each bet $5 a hand and despite a slow start we soon had double the amount of chips in front of us.
“Ok, all or nothing,” I commanded and we all placed all of our chips on the next hand.
Joe had no other choice besides leaving the table only having one chip left and our trio showed face cards with some low numbers and the dealer was working with 5. Cindy had 13, I had 15 and Sara 19 in front of her while Joe was had two sevens. We all stayed and Joe asked for one more card which caused him to bust. The dealer turned a 10 and another face card and the ladies and I just walked away with $400. With the increased levels of adrenaline and excitement we left to go to the gym which was fairly quiet with most people probably still on shore.
We decided to warm up on three of the five treadmills that were available with the other two being used by other females. We jogged for about ten minutes and while trying to focus on my form, I kept looking over at Sara who was to my right. Cindy was definitely in the best shape between the three of us as she was going at a faster the speed than us without breaking a sweat. A group of guys walked through the gym and neither one of the four kept their eyes off of Sara’s and Cindy’s rears as they passed on by. ‘Do men really make it that obvious when they stare at women?’ I thought to myself.
Since I mentioned that I was a personal trainer in college, Cindy challenged me by asking me to show them what to do after our warm-up was done.
“I want to feel it here and here when I am done,” she said pointing at her inner thigh muscles and what must have been her pecks.
We went to the free weights area and I decided to show the form and do a set of incline dumbbells press with a set of 60 lbs. Cindy was next and opted for the 20 lbs which she surprisingly finished fairly easily. Sara tried the 20 lbs as well but was struggling to make it past three reps so I helped her finish her set by pushing her by her upper arms and as we were staring at each other in the mirror. Her facial demeanor showing her struggle was simply a cute moment for her but I think she was a bit embarrassed. We did a couple more sets with Sara opting for lighter weights while Cindy continued to impress me.
We went to the adjacent fitness room where we were able to grab some yoga mats. Cindy was the first one to remove her now sweaty t-shirt which Sara quickly imitated. I just couldn’t believe what I was seeing despite having literally been showered with the view the past day. As we did different lunges, squats and other low body exercises, both their cleavages started to collect some sweat which drew even more attention from the male crowd in the room.
We were all getting pretty worn out as I suggested a few planks before calling it a day. We were all in our positions slightly shaking as one guy who was working on a bicep machine simply got lost in his own world as his eyes fixated on Cindy’s leggings covered ass. We held the position for a good minute and that is how long the guy didn’t move. Others also noticed as both Cindy and Sara tightened their buns to hold themselves in position. With the leggings having caught some moisture as well, you could start to see the outline of their thongs. Once exhausted we finished with some downward dog just to push the envelope even further.
Cindy and Sara knew very well that I had chosen the poses and exercises for a reason but these girls simply didn’t mind showing off their perfections to the crowd around us. I always wondered if women are oblivious or would be upset if they knew how much men check them out if they wear certain articles of clothing. I was then quickly reminding myself that I enjoy the female glances when I work out.
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“Where was the camera in that one when you need it?” I asked jokingly.
“I wouldn’t mind redoing some of the poses in your suite,” said Sara with a serious tone.
“Deal,” was my only response.
Back in the suite, I grabbed a bottle of water when Sara yelled from the couch “I won’t wait forever,” as she was bending over with her knees on the couch. Cindy couldn’t believe her best friend and actually was the one to grab the camera. Before I had a chance to take over, she already started taking pictures of Sara’s rear so I thought I could become part of the shoot and removed my shirt and placed myself next to her. She went ahead and straddled me and started lap dancing grinding our sweaty bodies together before leaning backwards until her head was hanging behind my knees. I was holding onto her back as Cindy was snapping pictures of Sara’s hair hanging down while her tits were shooting straight up. Her abs were so well defined that she could easily be the spokesperson for any abs workout program. I pulled her back up and grabbed her by the head to force her lips on mine. She didn’t hesitate to stick her tongue down my throat as she was moaning straight into my mouth and her hips kept grinding harder and harder against my stiff member. I pulled off her sports bra and immediately started sucking on her pencil eraser sharp nipples.
She must have some sexual tension built up from the events earlier as she found the sweet spot and was rubbing her clit through the thin fabric of her pants against the head of my cock that was sticking through the top of my pants. I knew that we were already dealing with another cum soiled piece of apparel simply from the precum that I spread on her crotch.
“I’m cumming,” she screamed all of the sudden “What the hell? I am cumming!” and I kept sucking on her nipple during her entire orgasm until she finally pushed my head away and was still shaking all over. I simply embraced her as if I was trying to calm her down as another aftershock came over her. It is truly amazing how little it takes to get a sex starved woman to cum.
“Click” went the camera and I just realized that Cindy must have taken pictures throughout.
“That was hot,” proclaimed Cindy “really hot.”
With that, Cindy handed the camera to Sara and commanded her to get off of me. Since in her opinion she didn’t oblige fast enough, she nudged her a little to speed up the process. I wasn’t sure if she was joking around but either way, I liked to see the aggressiveness of Cindy’s as she was ready to serve my sexual needs.
As soon as Sara stepped aside, Cindy got on her knees and started to suck the head of my sweaty swollen cock with my shorts still in place. Sara finally got a handle of the camera and started snapping away when I decided to get into a more dominant position and stood up. My sweaty shorts fell to the ground and Cindy was now kneeling straight up as I quickly started to fuck her face. I don’t know what came over me but since Cindy had shown some aggression when literally pushing Sara off me, I felt that inhibitions were out of the window. Sara watched in amazement as her friend was taking six inches of thick cock down her throat over and over. Yes, she gagged quite a bit and had spit oozing out of her mouth but she took it like a champ. She tried to prove something and I didn’t care what it was as long as she let me keep violating her mouth. I probably did push it a bit too far as I grabbed her head with both hands and was nearly penetrating her mouth vertically with her head tilted back opening her throat even further.
I think all three of us were surprised by how far I just went so I quickly withdrew my cock and made a loud popping sound before I got a look at Cindy’s tear filled face but there was no anger in sight. I came down to her level by getting on my knees and started kissing her lips which she immediately responded with by stroking my cock feverishly. I put my hands inside of her pants and started to rub her clit.
“Enough of this,” she said no angry sounding “Fuck me already,” and next thing I knew she turned around and bent over the coffee table, pulled her leggings and thong down to her knees and spread her ass cheeks for me.
I didn’t need any further invitation and buried my cock deep inside Cindy’s love tunnel. It was just how I remembered it from last night but this time I had a lot more energy left in me to give her pussy a good pounding. Not having burned all potential calories in the gym, I grabbed her hips and drove deeper and deeper into her wet hole.
“Yes, fuck me. Fuck me harder…harder. Argh, damn don’t stop,” she moaned over the sounds of my assault.
Not wanting to be quiet myself I egged her on.
“Tell me what you want,” I demanded as thrust after thrust created violent sounds of our bodies colliding.
“Keep fucking me with that big cock until I can’t take it anymore.”
I kept pulling out nearly all the way before driving all 8 inches back into her. I started to slap her ass at the same rhythm I was pounding her. I felt my orgasm approaching but Cindy still hasn’t come. To create some more stamina, I withdrew my cock, flicked it a few times and penetrated her pussy with my middle and ring finger immediately going after her G-spot.
“Shit, that’s it. Right there. Arghhh, don’t stop,” she cried before all of the sudden squirting all over my hands. She squirted a lot quicker than I used to be able to get my ex to squirt after having experimented with different techniques seemingly forever with her. While she wasn’t gushing like Sara used to, it was enough to get the brunette’s attention who was just a couple of feet away.
Sara’s reaction told me that she had never seen anything like that before. I didn’t pay much attention to her reaction though and replaced my fingers with my cock and finished off the babe with another few minutes of relentless assault when she finally cummed all over me screaming loud enough to let people in the hallway hear her.
That was all it took for me to be finally ready to blow my load so I pulled my cock out of her spent pussy and told her to turn around.
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