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Authors name: Snapper (sd1231@casper.com)
Story title : Exercising with Uncle Bob
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Exercising with Uncle Bob
by Snapper (sd1231@casper.com)
My Uncle Bob was a gymnast in high school, and then
went out for gymnastics in college. He was really into
keeping his body in shape, and I must admit that he
looked pretty good. He talked me into going through
some gymnastics exercises with him. I enjoyed that.
I especially enjoyed the fact that he didn't wear any
shorts under his tight-fitting sweats.
Uncle Bob was married. He had been married for a short
time, but his wife, Donna, had said that she just
didn't like being married to a man who was so sexually
active. I wondered if she just didn't like sex or
whether Uncle Bob was insatiable. I was willing to find
out, just for my own knowledge, if you get my meaning.
The first time I exercised with him, he had me lying on
the floor, spreading my legs wide as he watched. I
looked at the bulge in his tights. It was damned
obvious to me that he wasn't wearing anything under
those tights but his skin, and he was getting a hard-on
from watching me.
I was getting pretty hot myself, watching his cock grow
in his tights like that. At first, it just seemed to
grow a little, getting a little longer and fatter.
Then, it stuck over to the side, the head completely
visible and distinct. I was glad there was no one else
at his house. Otherwise, they would have seen the big,
juicy wet spot in the crotch of my tights.
When his cock made it to the point of being fully
erect, which it was as I was spreading my legs wider
and wider, it stuck up to the side, nearly moving the
elastic band of his tights away from his body.
I had to excuse myself. I went to the bathroom and
pulled down my tights and spread my legs wide. I
touched my clit once, twice -- and came, my body
jerking all over the stool. I pulled up my tights and
went back to the patio, where Uncle Bob was lying on
the mat, doing leg rises. With every leg rise, his
cock rubbed against his thighs, lifting the band of
his tights away from his body. From my angle, I could
see the side of the head of his cock, purple and
engorge with blood, nestled among his pubic hairs.
There was a wet spot on his gray tights, right where
the head of his fat cock had been.
I took a deep breath. I knew that my face was flushed
red from my masturbating. "God, what a sight," I
whispered. He turned and looked at me. He sighed
heavily and moved over on the mat, and I sat beside
him. I couldn't stand it anymore. I reached over and
ran my finger down the length of his hard dick, and
he closed he eyes briefly and took a deep breath.
I pressed harder, and he moaned and looked at me. "If
you knew how good that felt, you'd never stop," he
moaned.
"I think I do," I said. I leaned over as he sat there,
and pressed my lips against the bulge in his tights,
moving up and down the hard, hidden shaft of his cock
with my lips. I made my own wet spot against his gray
tights, and as they became wetter, I could see through
the thin material.
I tugged at the band to his tights, and got them part
of the way down. It pulled at his dick as I tugged
them down, and it pointed straight downward. As he
lifted his ass off the mat, I tugged really hard,
jerking the tights down to his knees. His cock shot
up and actually made a slapping sound as it hit him
in the belly.
I wasted no time at all. I pushed him down, to where
his back was on the mat. His cock and balls free from
the material, I got a good look at what had been
causing such an enormous bulge. His cock was fat --
really fat, but not so enormously long. His balls were
what were so large. They had pressed his cock outward
the whole time. I reached down and felt of his big,
nearly hairless balls, and he moaned in pleasure. His
balls were heavy, and the sac holding them was pulled
downward by the weight of them, adding to the wrinkles
in the big fleshy sac.
I put my head on his stomach, my lips inches from the
giant, purple head of his cock. It throbbed as it lay
there, looking like a one-eyed snake, bobbing up and
down greeting my lips.
I flicked out my tongue, touching the very tip of it,
and tasted the glistening drop of cum that lay there.
I moved my mouth down, opening wide, taking the whole
thing in my mouth at once, loving the taste and the
feel of his hard cock in my mouth. I then moved my
mouth off the head, amidst his protests, and ran my
tongue down the shaft to his balls. I licked at his
big balls, hefting them with my fingers. I sucked one
of them into my mouth and ran my tongue around and
around his big orb, and then did the same to the other
one.
Then, I was back to the head of his dick again. I moved
my mouth down on it, feeling it probe the back of my
hungry mouth. I stroked him as I sucked, and his knees
began to shake.
I stopped and stood, looking down at him. I pulled my
tights off, and he stared wide-eyed at my hairy, wet
cunt.
I straddled him and lowered myself onto his throbbing
cock, and I was so wet, it slid in with ease. Soon, I
was resting on his balls, his fat dick all the way in.
I moved up and down once, twice, and came again, just
like that.
He moaned, and I felt his cock jerk inside me, and my
insides were flooded with cum, hot juicy spunk that
filled my insides and flowed out around his cock. He
squirted time and again, and I came with the feeling
of his jerking, hot dick deep inside me.
I sat there atop him, looking down into his eyes. He
looked at me, and reached up and touched my tits
gently, lovingly.
We tried all kinds of exercises that afternoon, and I
wouldn't give up exercising with him for anything. Not
now.
I figured out that I would need a lot more information
before coming to a conclusion about his ex-wife's
complaint. But, I think that, maybe, he is oversexed.
But then, what's wrong with that?
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It's okay to *READ* stories about unprotected sex with
others outside a monogamous relationship. But it isn't
okay to *HAVE* unprotected sex with people other than
a trusted partner. You only have one body per lifetime,
so take good care of it!
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