画布与汗水

The sharp tang of sweat and rubber mats hit me the second I stepped into the empty gym, but it was the sight of Marcus that made my thighs clench. He stood under the last working spotlight, skin gleaming like polished obsidian, every cut muscle defined from hours of lifting. I was supposed to be painting him for my new series on Black male form and power, but right now all I could think about was how that thick cock would feel stretching my pussy.

"Evening, Lena. You’re late. Gym’s closing in twenty," he said, voice low and teasing, wiping a towel across his broad chest. His dark eyes locked on mine, a smirk tugging at his full lips.

I set my sketchpad on the weight bench, heart hammering. "Then we better make this session count, Marcus. Shirt off. I want every inch."

他低沉而温暖地笑了笑，把背心从头上脱掉。“今晚挺霸道啊。你确定这是为了艺术，还是你只是想在下班后单独和我在一起？”

I stepped closer, the heat of his body radiating against my thin tank top. My nipples hardened instantly. "Both. Now hold that pose… arms up, like you’re owning the room."

He obeyed, but his gaze never left my mouth. I tried to draw, charcoal flying across paper, but my free hand kept drifting to adjust my shorts, brushing my already soaked slit. The tension snapped when he dropped his arms and closed the distance in two strides.

"Stop pretending, Lena. I smell how wet you are." His big hand cupped my ass, squeezing hard, pulling me against the growing bulge in his shorts. "Been watching you stare at my dick for weeks. Time to paint it with something real."

"Fuck, Marcus… yes." I gasped as he yanked my tank top down, exposing my tits. His mouth latched onto one nipple, sucking hard while his thick fingers slid inside my shorts, stroking my swollen clit in slow circles.

"Oh shit, you’re dripping," he growled against my skin, two long fingers plunging into my tight pussy. The wet squelch echoed in the quiet gym. I moaned, grinding on his hand, feeling the rough calluses from lifting weights rub perfectly inside me.

He spun me around, bending me over the weight bench. My sketchpad fluttered to the floor. In one motion he shoved his shorts down, and I felt the heavy, veiny length of his huge Black cock slap against my ass. "Tell me you want this dick."

"I want it. Fuck me deep, Marcus. Stretch me with that big cock."

He didn’t wait. The fat head pushed past my lips, sinking inch after thick inch into my aching pussy. I cried out at the burn, the fullness, my walls fluttering around his girth. He gripped my hips and started thrusting, slow at first, letting me feel every ridge and vein dragging along my sensitive walls.

"Goddamn, you’re tight… squeezing me so good," he panted, picking up speed. The bench creaked under us. Each powerful stroke slapped his heavy balls against my clit, sending sparks through my body. I pushed back, meeting him, loving the way his sweat dripped onto my back.

He reached around, fingers finding my clit again, rubbing fast while he pounded harder. "Come on this Black cock, Lena. Let me feel that pussy cum."

My orgasm crashed over me without warning. I screamed, pussy spasming wildly around him, juices coating his shaft and dripping down my thighs. He didn’t stop, fucking me through it, drawing it out until my legs shook.

Marcus pulled out, flipped me onto my back on a nearby yoga mat, and climbed between my spread legs. His dark, muscled body hovered over me, cock glistening with my cum. "Look at me while I fill you up."

He drove back in, deeper this time, hitting that spot that made stars burst behind my eyes. I wrapped my legs around his waist, nails digging into his shoulders as he fucked me with long, deliberate strokes. The wet slap of skin on skin mixed with our ragged breathing. He whispered filthy praise right against my ear, voice husky and intimate.

"Such a pretty little artist… taking every inch like you were made for it. Gonna paint this pussy white."

I came again, harder, back arching off the mat. He groaned, burying himself to the hilt as his cock pulsed, flooding me with hot, thick ropes of cum. The sensation pushed me into a third, smaller orgasm, my walls milking every drop from him.

我们一起瘫倒，身体湿滑、不停颤抖。他仍留在我体内，慢慢软下来，我们静静躺在垫子上，听着彼此的呼吸渐渐平缓。头顶健身房的灯嗡嗡作响。他的心跳稳稳地撞在我胸口。足足有一分钟，只有我们的呼吸声，和他射出的精液从我那被操透的小穴里滴到垫子上的细微声响。

Finally he kissed my forehead, voice soft. "Next session… we skip the charcoal."

I smiled, tracing a finger down his sweat-slick abs. "Deal."

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