Blonde Muse After Hours

健身房弥漫着汗水和橡胶垫的气味，临近关门时灯光嗡嗡低鸣。我已经画了她一个小时，但从她脱下连帽衫的那一刻起，我的鸡巴就硬了。莱娜简直是尤物——长长的金发披散在肩上，紧身运动胸罩几乎裹不住那对丰满的奶子，瑜伽裤紧贴着她多汁翘臀的每一道曲线。她今晚是我的模特，但她那双蓝眼睛不停瞟向我运动裤下的凸起，告诉我她想要的不仅仅是纸上的炭笔画。

“你又盯着看了，杰克，”莉娜说，嗓音沙哑，她伸展双臂举过头顶，让乳头顶着薄薄布料。她弓起背，把胸挺出来。“我还以为艺术家应该专业点。”

我把素描本放在举重凳上，心跳如鼓。健身房现在空无一人，只有我们两个和空调微弱的嗡嗡声。“专业人士通常不会对自己的模特这么他妈的兴奋。你简直要了我的命，莉娜。那金发，那双腿……从你走进来的那一刻起，我就一直想摸你。”

她咬着嘴唇，一抹狡黠的笑容漾开。脸颊泛红。“那就别再磨蹭了，做点什么吧。离他们锁门还有二十分钟。摸我，杰克。自从你让我摆出那个屁股翘起来的姿势，我就一直湿着。”

I crossed the mat in two strides, grabbing her by the waist and pulling her against me. Our mouths crashed together—hot, messy, tongues sliding desperately. She tasted like cherry lip balm and salt. My hands roamed down, squeezing her firm ass through the tight pants, grinding my rock-hard cock against her belly.

“Fuck, you’re big,” she gasped between kisses, reaching down to stroke me through my pants. “I want this dick inside me. Right here.”

I yanked her sports bra up, freeing her perfect tits—round, perky, nipples stiff and pink. I latched onto one, sucking hard while my fingers dipped into her waistband. She moaned loud, the sound echoing off the mirrored walls. Her pussy was shaved smooth and already soaked; two fingers slid in easy, curling against her g-spot as she bucked against my hand.

“哦操，对……再用力点用手指插我的小穴，”莉娜哀求着，金发甩动，头向后仰。她的手解放了我搏动的鸡巴，快速撸动，拇指抹开从顶端渗出的前液。“我需要它。操我，杰克。把我当成你下流的小模特荡妇来用。”

I spun her around, bending her over the weight bench. Those yoga pants came down just enough to bare her glistening pussy and that tight, juicy ass. I rubbed my cockhead along her slit, teasing her clit until she was whimpering. Then I thrust in deep—one hard stroke burying me balls-deep in her tight, wet heat.

“Goddamn, you’re so fucking tight,” I growled, gripping her hips as I started pounding her. The wet slap of skin on skin filled the gym. Her blonde hair swung like a curtain with every thrust, tits bouncing beneath her. I reached around and rubbed her swollen clit in tight circles.

莉娜叫出声来，向后顶来迎合我。“再用力！操我的小穴，像你真的想操一样。我快要高潮了……别停！”

她高潮时内壁紧紧夹住我的鸡巴，淫水顺着大腿流下。我没有放慢。我抽出来，把她翻过身按在长椅上，把她的腿架到我肩上。重新插进去，这个姿势让我操得更深，看着她脸上扭曲的快感，那双蓝眼睛翻白。

“填满我，”她喘着气，指甲掐进我的胳膊。“我要离开的时候你的精液从我里面滴出来。射进我的小穴里，杰克。求你了！”

The bench creaked under us. I hammered faster, feeling my balls tighten. Her second orgasm hit like a wave—her pussy spasming, squirting a little against my abs. That pushed me over. I buried myself to the hilt and unloaded, thick ropes of hot cum flooding her clenching cunt. We stayed locked together, panting, sweat-slick and trembling.

过了一会儿，她喘着气笑了，把湿漉漉的金发从泛红的脸上拨开。“史上最棒的模特课。你觉得夜班保安听到我们了吗？”

I kissed her slow and deep, my cock still twitching inside her. “If he did, he got a hell of a show. Next time I’m sketching you naked… right after I fuck you in the shower.”

她带着邪恶的笑容，用她的屄紧紧夹住我。"保证？"