深夜のジムカフェ

The gym lights were already dimmed for closing when I spotted her again. My pulse kicked up the second I saw Lisa bending over the counter in that tight black polo, her soft, heavy tits straining the fabric and her wide, chubby hips filling out the short skirt like it was painted on. The air smelled of sweat, rubber mats, and the faint vanilla from the protein shakes she mixed. I’d been coming here for months just to watch her move, that lush, jiggly body making every step a tease. Tonight the place was empty except for us.

“Hey, Mike. You’re my last customer again,” she said, voice low and a little husky as she wiped the counter. Her cheeks were flushed, round and pretty, and her thick thighs rubbed together when she shifted. “Gym’s closing in twenty. Want the usual shake or… something else?”

私はタオルを置き、心臓がドキドキしていた。「何か他のことがいいね、リサ。一週間ずっとあなたのことを考えていたんだ。このスカートの中のお尻…くそ、頭がおかしくなりそうだった」

Her eyes widened but she didn’t pull away. Instead she bit her plump lower lip, a slow smile spreading. “You finally saying it out loud? I see the way you stare at my belly and these hips every time you come in. Makes me wet just thinking about it.”

I stepped around the counter, close enough to smell her skin. My hands found her waist, sinking into the warm, giving flesh there. She shivered but pressed back against me, her juicy ass nestling right against my hardening cock.

「じゃあ触って」彼女は震える声で囁いた。「このぽっちゃりした体をあなたの手で隅々まで触ってほしいの。遠慮しないで」

私はうめき声を漏らし、手のひらをさらに下へ滑らせ、彼女の重たげなお尻の肉をぎゅっと揉みしだいた。指の間からあふれ出る感触がたまらない。スカートは簡単にまくれ上がった。彼女はパンティを履いていなかった。私の指はすでに濡れそぼった彼女の秘部を見つけた。ふっくらとした花びらは腫れぼったく、蜜を滴らせていた。彼女が小さく喘ぎ、丸いお腹と大きな胸をカウンターに押し付ける中、私はゆっくりと円を描くようにクリトリスを擦り続けた。

“God, your fingers feel so good,” she breathed, spreading her thick thighs wider. “Slip them inside me, Mike. I’ve been aching for this.”

Two fingers sank into her tight, wet heat. She was incredibly soft everywhere, her chubby pussy gripping me like velvet. I pumped slowly, listening to the wet sounds echo in the quiet gym. Her breathing hitched, turning into little gasps every time I curled my fingers against that spot inside her.

She reached back and palmed my cock through my shorts. “Take it out. I need to feel how hard I make you.”

I shoved my shorts down. My dick sprang free, thick and throbbing. Lisa turned around, her full breasts heaving, and guided me between her legs. We didn’t even make it to a bench. I lifted the front of her skirt, gripped one soft thigh, and pushed the head of my cock against her dripping entrance.

「ゆっくり犯して」と彼女は目を半開きにして懇願した。「このぽっちゃりしたおまんこを、一インチずつ押し広げられるのを感じたいの」

I thrust forward, sinking deep in one smooth stroke. Her walls fluttered around me, hot and silky. We both moaned. I started moving, unhurried, savoring how her belly pressed against mine, how her heavy tits bounced with each gentle thrust. The wet slap of our bodies was loud in the empty space.

「クリトリスをもっと強く」彼女はキスの合間に息を切らして言った。「突きながら擦って。もうすぐイきそうだから」

俺の親指は彼女の腫れたクリトリスを見つけ、腰の動きに合わせて円を描いた。彼女は叫び声を上げ、豊満な体全体が震えた。彼女の膣が締め付け、イクときに脈打つのを感じ、溢れた愛液が俺の睾丸を濡らした。俺はそのまま彼女を犯し続け、今度はゆっくりと、彼女が俺の名前を喘ぐまで引き延ばした。

それから俺たちは動いた。もう一度彼女を振り向かせ、カウンターに前屈みにさせて、突くたびにその大きなジューシーな尻が波打つのを見られるようにした。彼女の尻たぶは突くたびに美しく揺れた。俺は柔らかな腰を掴み、指を沈み込ませるように食い込ませ、彼女の喘ぎ声が大きくなるくらいにペースを上げた。

“Yes… right there… pound my fat pussy,” she gasped, pushing back to meet me. “Fill me up, Mike. I want your cum deep inside.”

The words sent me over. I buried myself to the hilt, groaning as my cock pulsed, pumping thick ropes of cum into her clenching heat. She came again with me, softer this time, her voice breaking into breathy little cries.

私たちは長い間、体を密着させたまま息を荒げ、肌の汗が冷めていくのを感じていた。ようやく私が抜くと、精液が彼女の太い太ももを伝って流れ落ちていくのが見えた。

翌朝、私たちはまたジムのカフェで会った。今度は朝早くから開いていて、早起きの客で賑わっていた。リサは頬をほんのり赤らめ、カウンター越しに私をちらちらと見ながらコーヒーを注いでくれた。彼女のポロシャツは昨日と同じだったが、今の私には、あの曲線が手のひらの下でどんな感触だったかを正確に知っていた。彼女は恥ずかしそうな微笑みを浮かべながらマグカップを滑らせてよこした。

“Same time tonight?” she whispered.

I grinned, pulse already quickening. “Wouldn’t miss it.”