#2: IN THE GYM

Addison had sucked his dick once but it was the only thing he could think about, which was why it was the only thing he could dream of that night. Her pretty pink lips wrapped around his cock, her deepthroating him, Addison flicking her tongue over his drooling tip, letting her spit run down his member. It was so hot and she looked so hot, he woke up ready to burst.

And when he opened his eyes, it was all real: she was audibly slurping as she moved her head up and down, sucking the first few inches and using her hand on the rest. Once she saw that he was awake, she winked at him and removed her hands to his hips, using it as leverage to deepthroat him. He squeezed his eyes shut and cried out, feeling his dick swell before he came, clutching his sheets and shallowly thrusting up into her mouth.

He finished, panting, and let go of his sheets, looking down at Addison. He had so many questions and his head was buzzing. "Fuck," he breathed.

Addison giggled in response. She sat up on her knees, which was when Zed noticed she was wearing a sports bra and leggings, her workout clothes.

"What…What was that for? How did you get here? What?"

Addison laughed and said, "Check your phone."

Zed squinted at her and she rolled her eyes, grabbing his phone from the side of his bed and passing it to him. He had a message from his coach, saying that the gym was starting renovations that morning so it would be closed during random hours of the day, which included his usual team practice time. Instead, everyone would be required to go to the gym when they could and log their times, which needed to be a total of two hours.

"Well I already know how I'm getting my workout," Zed said, grinning and sitting up. Addison laughed and moved into his lap, wrapping her arms around his neck.

"I'm glad you got half of my reason for being here," she said.

"Half?"

Instead of answering, she gave him a devilish grin and stood, stripped off her clothes, and sat with her legs around his waist, boxing him in. She tossed her leggings and bra off his bed, the motion causing her soaking slit to rub against his member. Zed let out a groan at the sensation, already feeling himself hardening.

"Do you need another blowjob to get hard?"

"Oh god yes," Zed groaned.

Addison rolled her eyes playfully but turned around so his dick was level with her mouth. Her ass was right in his face and before she can suck his dick in her mouth, he wrapped his arms around her thighs and used his hands to spread her ass cheeks. Addison squealed and he pulled her down, for what was probably the greatest sixty-nine ever (and also some pretty great fucking).

Addison [11:22am]: When are you going to the gym?

Addison [11:22am]: Cuz I've got this kinda crazy idea of screwing in the gym

Addison [11:23am]: If you're down for it ofc

Zed [11:42am]: I just finished class

Zed [11:42am]: I'm gonna go home and change and then go so maybe at like noonish

Zed [11:42am]: If you can figure out the logistics then I'm down for whatever

Addison [11:49am]: Let me know when you're here!

Addison [11:51am]: Get ready for me!

Addison sent him a picture from that morning, of her sucking his dick. It was a live picture too, so it was like a gif of her sucking dick. It's like she's asking for him to sprain his dick (Is that possible? Zed's pretty sure that was possible) but he doesn't mind it that much. How often does a hot, horny girl enlist him in a sexcapade? (The answer: not very)

Zed only owned boxer briefs for football. They were tight and he didn't like the feeling at all. Boxers were nice and roomy. But briefs helped to keep his…genitalia in place. Good for workout, wasn't too necessary when he was practicing football ('cause of the jockstrap).

The briefs plus the erection proved for a…fun time. After he signed into the packed gym—which was only going to be open for another hour—he went straight to the treadmills, where Addison was running. She smiled at him and he gave her a wave, getting on the treadmill next to her. Addison pulled out her headphones and turned her speed down so she was doing a light jog.

"Hey stranger," she joked. "Do what I asked?"

He turned on his treadmill to a slow walk. "Mhm. Though I don't know how you're going to manage to pull this off without getting us expelled or whatever the punishment is."

Addison laughed and shook her head. "You'll see. Just let me know when you're ready."

Zed nodded. His looked her up and down, slowing down when he got to her ass. His cock throbbed; just looking at her ass made him think of all the times it was bouncing in his lap.

Addison caught him staring and grinned wickedly. "Like my leggings?"

"Uh huh."

She wagged her finger at him for him to lean closer, which he did. "I'm not wearing panties," she whispered.

He won't be able to wait any longer. Knowing that she's commando and probably wet, staining her leggings at the expense of him, has him ready to burst (and she hadn't even touched him yet!).

"Let's do this," he told her, his voice already wrecked.

Addison giggled and turned off her treadmill. "Trust me?"

"Absolutely."

"Follow me."

He turned off his treadmill and followed her to the weights. "Spot me? I'm a base for tomorrow's game which is not something I'm very good at and I haven't gone through a full practice without dropping someone so I've gotta build up my strength."

Zed didn't know what weightlifting had to do with fucking but she asked him to trust her so he nodded, helping her put the weights on the barbell (two tens on each side). She's small but strong and resilient as fuck (he knew, she could go rounds without quitting).

Soon, he realized what this had to do with her plan. They were doing squat lifts and she was pushing her ass into his crotch, on purpose. Clearly, she didn't struggle lifting forty pounds and she was more focused on ruining him in the worst way possible.

"Fucking hell," he grumbled.

Addison gives him an evil grin. "I dunno about the forty pounds."

They went down and Addison pushed her ass back into him. He tried and failed to stifled a groan. Addison turned her head to him and said, "I think I need something harder, don't you?"

And back up again. Fuck. If the gym weren't filled with people, he'd fuck her right then and there.

"God Addison you're killing me," he mumbled into her ear.

Addison ignored what he said and asked, "Think you can get me working up a sweat?" She pushed her ass back into his and he groaned.

"Fuck, can we speed this up a little?"

Addison giggled and stood up straight. "I'm gonna put this away," she told him. "Meet me in dance studio B."

Dance studio B was three walls of mirrors and those ballet bars. There was a carpet on the floor and an equipment closet. Which is where they found the abundance of yoga balls, one of which Addison ended up on while Zed ate her out. Zed did it with his pants down and stroked himself as he ate her. It was dangerous and Addison's nearly fell twice, but she was cumming within minutes of them getting there.

"What time is it?" Addison asked breathlessly.

"Hell if I know," Zed grumbled.

Addison rolled off the yoga ball and got up on her knees. "Have you ever wanted to fuck in a room full of mirrors? Where you can see your dick pounding me from all angles?"

Zed groaned, his hand still moving up and down his cock. "Yes, god yes," he moaned.

Addison pulled up her leggings and got up, motioning for Zed to follow her. He stood up, shaking out of his gym shorts and his briefs. He's just about ready to burst if he's not careful. He had to force himself to stop jerking off, following Addison to the mirror. She pulled her leggings down to her ankles and off, kicking them off to the side, then grabbed one of the ballet bars with both hands. She looked at Zed through the mirror and bit her lip.

"Holy hell," he muttered.

He stepped up behind her, wanting to tease her by also wanting to just pound her until she's begging for mercy. He grabbed her waist with one hand and used his other hand to guide his dick into her wet snatch. Her back arched and her head dropped, both of them groaning as he sunk in balls deep.

"I think I might be a little addicted to your dick," Addison moaned.

Zed's eyebrows went up in amusement. "Just a little?"

"Yes a little, I have some self control."

"We are literally fucking in a dance studio, in the gym." His kept one hand on her waist and let the other spread over her ass, slowly pulling out and pushing back in, drawing out a long and low moan from Addison.

"Okay, maybe I'm a little addicted," she muttered. She let her head drop onto the bar as he slowly thrust in and out of her. "Not—uh—not my fault…that you're—so good—you've got such a nice dick. Fuck."

Zed hummed, acknowledging her words and also savoring the way her pussy swallowed him up. "Stand up for a sec," he said. Addison did, wrapping her arms around his neck and giving him clear access to her neck.

The image in the mirror was tantalizing. Addison had a few hickeys, slightly faded, littering her neck, and was stretching up while his dick remained still inside of her. Zed looked down at her neck, picking his next hockey spot before doing what he needed to do. He grabbed the bottom of her tank top and pulled it up, exposing her pastel blue sports bra. Addison lifted her arms and let him remove her shirt, then bra, then insisted he also strip naked too.

Zed pushed her back down and she grabbed the bar again. He knew they were running out of time; the gym would close in maybe a half an hour and this was no time to be slow and teasing. But he figured he wouldn't get another chance to screw Addison here again, so he'd better savor it.

And then Addison's phone started ringing. They both groan but Addison wiggled her ass and Zed pulled out. "It's my mom," she explained. "If I don't answer she'll go batshit crazy and probably speed over here to make sure I'm not dead."

Zed frowned but moved to lean against the bar. Maybe the call would be quick. Addison went and picked up her phone, answering it as she walked back. "Hi Mom," she said in an overly sweet voice.

Zed's eyes land on her add as she leaned on the bar again. He started to stroke himself while she talked on the phone. "Gimme a second Mom," Addison said, then moved her phone to the side to talk to Zed.

"Keep going," she whispered. Before he could even pull a face, Addison turned back around and went back to the phone.

Fucking her while she was on the phone with her mom? It sounded like a terrible idea, especially because Addison had zero self control. She was moaning like a wanton slut while he was fucking her slowly mere minutes ago. But the idea of the risk made his dick harder. Plus the clock was ticking.

Who was he kidding. He didn't need to be convinced to fuck her.

He moved behind her and entered her slowly. Addison mouth fell open in a silent moan. "I just have practice at four," Addison said into the phone. Zed put his hands on her hips and drew himself out, pushing back in.

"Oh," she said, though Zed knew it was a moan. "You don't have to make a—" Addison squeaked when Zed thrust in more forcefully than before. "A fuss," she gasped.

A thrust, a little more powerful than the last, and Addison lets out a stifled moan that she covered up as a, "Mhm. I'm fine, Mom. I—mm—I went to the gym. Just a little—oh!—sore."

They lock eyes through the mirror and Zed was afraid Addison might glare at him to stop. Instead, he thrust into her again and her eyes roll back. She bit her lip and he let out his own moan, one he'd been holding in for a while. Addison was so sexy.

"What?" she said in her phone. "Oh, yeah. Well—the, um, walls are really thin," Addison fought a moan as she said part of her sentence. "And m-my neighbors are really…really horny."

Her ass pushed back to meet his thrusts. She must have been getting close. He slipped an arm around her waist and spread his fingers over her center, letting them press into her dripping folds while also surround his cock. It's so foreign to him to actually feel his cock sliding in and out of her that he revels in the moment.

"So today? I…I should be free." Addison said.

Zed remover his fingers up until they slid over her clit and she shivered.

"Actually Mom, can I call you back? I've got to get some homework done," Addison said breathlessly. There's a pause, then, "Bye."

She hung up and dropped her phone on the floor, her head falling forward, letting out a long and loud groan. If Zed wasn't breathing ragged as he upped his pace, he would have laughed.

"You been holding that in?" he teased.

Addison whined in response. Zed pinched her clit between his fingers and Addison cried out. He tugged and pulled as he pounded into her, bringing her to her orgasm. He stopped thrusting and moved the hand on her hip to cover her mouth, unsure if the studio was soundproof.

Once she's stopped moaning at the top of her lungs, he released her mouth. "Oh my god," she breathed, her puss still tremoring around him. "Oh my god, how have you not cum?"

Zed shrugged. "I was a little busy trying not to make noise while you talked to your mom."

"Sorry about that," she mumbled. She spent another minute catching her breath, and said, "Okay. I'm ready. Fuck me good."

"Do we even have enough time?"

"We will."

So Zed took hold of her hip with on hand and pulled out, slamming back into her. He starts off with a rapid and torturous pace that makes her cry out. An idea hit him, and he pulled his hand from her clit and stuck his now wet and stick fingers into her mouth, catching her by surprise. She didn't protest and started sucking on his fingers for a second before pulling off.

"Wait wait," she said, and he stopped midfuck. She looked at him through the mirror and asked sheepishly, "If I give you my phone, could you, maybe, take some pics?"

She sounded like she wanted to say more but didn't, sonhe nodded. "Yeah," he breathed. Addison grinned, then ducked under the bar and picked up her phone, unlocking it and passing it to him.

She pulled his fingers into her mouth then grabbed the bar again, which he took as his cue to continue fucking her. Addison moaned around his fingers. Zed looked from her shaking ass to the mirror, and understood why she wanted pictures. It was an incredibly sexy scene, like the picture she had sent him earlier.

He continued to fuck her (and take pictures) for a few more minutes until the familiar cramping and spasming. Addison pulled off of him though, dropping down onto her knees and using her hands on his dick until he's cumming. On her boobs. And she smiled at him all innocent and everything.

He got in several more pictures of her looking like that before she stood up, taking her phone back. "Have fun?" she asked.

He nodded, leaning against the bars for support. He was glad he wouldn't have practice for almost five hours. He was best and needed a nap.

"Can I get a ride to the apartment? Unless your not going back right now."

"No, I am," he assured her. "I'm fucking exhausted."

Addison giggled and walked over to him. "I hope not too tired. I have a surprise for you. Don't worry, you don't have to use your dick."

"You sure?"

She rolled her eyes but smiled. "Yes. Now come on."