Late Night Training Session

The moment I locked the office door behind us, the air crackled with something raw and unspoken. Sarah had been my client for three months, her tight yoga pants hugging every curve of that juicy ass while she squatted, but tonight her eyes kept drifting to the bulge in my shorts. The fitness center was dead after hours, just the hum of the AC and the faint smell of rubber mats and her vanilla body lotion mixing in the empty training room.

"Mark, you sure nobody's coming back?" she whispered, biting her lower lip as she leaned against the mirrored wall. Her sports bra barely contained her full tits, nipples already poking through the thin fabric.

I stepped closer, heart hammering. "Everyone's gone. Just you and me. You've been teasing me for weeks with that soaked pussy smell after every set. Don't think I haven't noticed."

Her breath hitched. "Fuck... you could smell that?" A flush crept up her neck. "I've been so wet during our sessions, Mark. Thinking about your mouth on me instead of counting reps."

That was all it took. I dropped to my knees right there on the mat, yanking her leggings and panties down in one rough tug. Her shaved pussy glistened under the dim emergency lights, lips puffy and slick, clit already peeking out like it was begging.

"Goddamn, look at this pretty cunt," I growled, spreading her thighs wide. She gasped as I buried my face between them, my tongue dragging slow and flat from her dripping entrance up to that swollen clit.

"Oh shit, Mark... yes," Sarah moaned, fingers tangling in my hair. Her hips bucked against my mouth, smearing her juices across my lips and chin. She tasted sweet and musky, addictive as hell. I licked deeper, circling her clit with the tip of my tongue before sucking it hard between my lips.

"Fuck, your tongue feels so good on my pussy," she panted, grinding harder. "Don't stop licking my clit... right there, oh god."

I slid two fingers into her tight hole, curling them against her g-spot while my mouth worked her relentlessly. Wet slurping sounds filled the empty office, mixed with her desperate whimpers. Her thighs started to tremble around my ears as I ate her like a starving man, flicking and sucking that sensitive nub until her back arched off the mirror.

"I'm gonna cum... don't you fucking stop licking my pussy!" she cried out, voice echoing off the walls. Her walls clenched around my fingers, a hot gush of cream flooding my tongue as she came hard, shaking and swearing under her breath.

But I wasn't done. I stood up, cock straining painfully against my shorts, and spun her around. "Bend over that bench. I need to taste that ass too before I fuck you."

Sarah complied instantly, bracing her hands on the weight bench and pushing her firm ass back at me. I dropped down again, spreading her cheeks wide. My tongue traced from her still-spasming pussy up to her tight little anus, rimming her with slow, dirty circles while my thumb rubbed her clit.

"Holy fuck, Mark... you're licking my asshole? That feels so nasty... and so good," she whimpered, pushing back against my face. I dove in deeper, tongue-fucking her puckered hole while three fingers pumped her dripping cunt. The combined smell of her arousal and sweat drove me wild.

She came again like that, screaming my name, her juices running down my wrist. Only then did I stand, shove my shorts down, and slam my thick cock balls-deep into her soaked pussy from behind.

"Yes! Fill me up," she begged, looking back over her shoulder with glassy eyes. I pounded her hard, the slap of skin on skin ringing through the office, one hand fisting her ponytail while the other smacked her jiggling ass.

I pulled out and spun her again, laying her on the bench so I could watch her face. Sliding back inside her velvet heat, I fucked her with deep, grinding strokes, my mouth finding hers in a messy kiss that tasted like her own pussy.

"Cum inside me, Mark. I want to feel it," she gasped between thrusts. Her nails raked down my back as another orgasm ripped through her, pussy milking my cock so perfectly I couldn't hold back. I buried myself to the hilt and unloaded, thick ropes of cum flooding her spasming cunt.

We collapsed together, sweaty and breathing hard, her fingers lazily tracing my chest.

"Best training session ever," she murmured with a wicked grin. "Same time next week?"

I laughed, kissing her damp forehead. "Only if we skip the weights and go straight to pussy licking."