Sunrise Sweat

The first rays of dawn painted the snow-capped peaks outside the chalet window in soft gold, but the real heat was already building under the thick duvet. Jake, my rugged mountain fitness trainer, had booked this remote chalet for our intensive weekend retreat, and the way his eyes had lingered on my ass during yesterday’s hike told me we weren’t just here for lunges. I woke to the feel of his hard morning wood pressing insistently against my bare thigh, his breath warm on my neck. Tension crackled between us like static before a storm.

“Morning, Elena,” Jake murmured, voice gravelly with sleep and lust. His big hand slid up my ribs, cupping one of my full tits and thumbing the nipple until it stiffened. “Fuck, you feel good. Been hard since I felt that tight little body curled against me.”

私は彼に背中を反らせ、彼の太いペニスの隆起にお尻を擦りつけた。「だったら何とかしてみせてよ、トレーナー。それとも、クライアント全員をこうやってウォームアップするの？」

彼の低い笑い声が私の肌に響いた。「俺をあの小さなワークアウトショーツで二日連続でからかった奴だけだよ。」彼は私の耳たぶを軽く噛み、それから滑らかな動きで私を仰向けに転がした。彼が掛け布団を引き下ろすと、冷たい山の空気が私の裸の胸に当たった。彼のおかげで32歳の私は人生で最高の体型をしていて、彼の緑の瞳の飢えたような視線に私のあそこはズキズキした。

Jake didn’t waste time with sweet talk. He shoved my thighs apart, hooked my knees over his broad shoulders, and buried his face between my legs. His tongue dragged slow and filthy up my slit, flicking my swollen clit before sucking it hard between his lips.

「ああ、くそ…ジェイク！」と私は喘ぎ、腰を突き上げた。彼の口の濡れた音が静かなシャレーに響き渡った——淫らで、完璧だった。彼は、下で淹れたてのコーヒーよりも私の味の方が美味しいかのように唸った。

“Goddamn, your pussy’s already dripping for me,” he said, voice muffled. Two thick fingers pushed inside me, curling against that spot that made my toes curl. “So fucking tight. Been thinking about stretching this pretty cunt since you first walked into my gym.”

I grabbed fistfuls of his dark hair, riding his face while the orgasm built fast and sharp. The wooden beams above us blurred as I came, thighs clamping around his head, a hoarse cry tearing from my throat. He kept licking through every pulse, drawing it out until I was shaking.

息をつく間もなく、彼は私を四つん這いにひっくり返し、ギザギザの山々の上に昇る朝日を縁取る大きな絵窓の方を向かせた。彼のペニス——長く、血管が浮き出て、朝の硬さで太くなったそれが、私の濡れそぼった入り口を押し当てた。

“Watch the sunrise while I fuck you,” he growled, slamming in to the hilt in one brutal thrust.

“Fuck—yes!” I cried out. The stretch burned so good. He gave me no mercy, hips snapping forward, balls slapping my clit with every deep stroke. The wet smack of skin on skin echoed off the log walls. One of his hands fisted my long auburn hair, arching my back so my tits bounced freely.

“Take it, Elena. This is what you wanted when you booked the private chalet session, isn’t it?” He spanked my ass hard, the sting blooming into heat. “Say it.”

“Yes—oh god, harder! I wanted your big cock stretching me out since the first squat you spotted me on.” My voice broke as he pounded deeper, the head of his dick kissing my cervix on every thrust.

He reached around and rubbed tight circles over my clit, never slowing his pace. The dual sensation shoved me straight into a second orgasm. My pussy clenched around him like a vice, juices coating his shaft and dripping down my thighs onto the rumpled sheets.

“Fuck, you’re squeezing me so tight,” Jake groaned. He pulled out suddenly, making me whimper at the emptiness. “On your back. I want to see your face when I fill you.”

I flipped over, legs spreading wide for him. He crawled between them, sweat already glistening on his sculpted chest and abs from the effort. The morning light caught every ridge of muscle as he lined up and drove back in, slower this time, savoring the slick heat.

Our mouths crashed together in a messy kiss—tongues sliding, teeth nipping. I could taste myself on him. He hooked one of my legs over his arm, opening me wider, and fucked me with long, powerful strokes that made the heavy wooden bedframe creak.

“Gonna cum inside this perfect pussy,” he panted against my lips. “Tell me you want it.”

「あなたの精液が欲しいの、ジェイク。中に出して——トレーニング中ずっと感じられるようにして。」私の爪が彼の背中を引っ掻いた。

His rhythm faltered, hips stuttering. With a deep, guttural moan he buried himself to the root and came hard. Thick ropes of hot cum pulsed against my walls, so much it leaked out around his cock as he kept grinding through the aftershocks. The wet, filthy sound of it only made me clench harder, milking every drop.

We stayed locked together, breathing hard, foreheads pressed close while the sun fully crested the peaks outside. His softening dick gave a final twitch inside me.

“Best morning workout I’ve ever had,” I whispered, a lazy smile spreading across my flushed face.

Jake kissed the corner of my mouth, then nipped my lower lip. “We’re not done. After coffee I’m bending you over that kitchen counter. Gotta keep that heart rate up, client.”

I laughed breathlessly and pulled him down for another deep kiss, already feeling fresh desire stir low in my belly. The chalet was ours for two more days, and I planned to make every sunrise count.