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Authors name: Stormbringer (Anon address)
Story title : Fiancee and the Fitness Instructor
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The Fiancee and the Fitness Instructor (M+/F, intr,
slut-wife, cuck)
by Stormbringer (Anon address)
***
A woman meets a man and falls in love. But soon their
relationship deteriorates slowly into a violent and
unsatisfying one. Then one day she joins a gym and
everything changes.
***
Dennis was lying on his side as he slowly ran his hands
down between his fiancee's breasts and over her belly.
They had been together for eight months and tonight he
had proposed. They had set the wedding for ten months
from now.
Michelle sucked in her belly as his hands touched her.
"Don't touch my stomach," she said, "I'm too fat."
"You're still the beautiful cheerleader I fantasized
about in high school," he replied lovingly. "Besides,
I'm not exactly a hot stud myself."
After high school, Dennis had taken over his father's
car dealership and was doing quite well for himself. One
day, he had walked into the diner for lunch and he had
seen a worn sad-looking woman eating alone and had
recognized her immediately, despite the fact that she
was about sixty pounds heavier then she had been in high
school, ten years ago. He went over to say hi, and
despite the fact that it had taken Michelle several
minutes to remember who he was, ended up joining her for
lunch.
In high school, Dennis was a typical nerd. He was short,
fat and had worn large black rimmed glasses, and now ten
years later he looked exactly the same, except that he
was now almost completely bald. Dennis couldn't get over
the changes in Michelle. He didn't care about her
appearance, it was her spirit that had changed the most.
He remembered her as the fun loving cheerleader, always
quick to smile, and nice to everyone, even nerds like
himself. She had developed large breasts before any of
the other girls, and always got a lot of attention from
boys, but there was really only one guy for her.
Jed was the star quarterback. He was muscular, handsome
and bright. They dated all through high school and he
had gotten both an academic and a sports scholarship and
was going to college to be a lawyer. Though every boy in
school dreamed of having Michelle for themselves, none
could hate Jed, he was just too likable. The only bad
thing Dennis remembered about Jed was that he always
seemed to get way to drunk on weekends.
And that was the problem. As Michelle filled Dennis in
on the past ten years, he sadly nodded as she told him
about her marriage to Jed. In high school, Jed was known
as a fun drunk, In College, as a binge drinker, and as a
married man, an abusive husband. His descent began,
right after they were married at the age of twenty.
Within a year he had been thrown out of law school and
took a job as an auto mechanic. He would spend his
evenings sitting in front of the TV drinking beer.
At first he was fine, but after a couple years, he had
developed a temper. Jed took out his own failings as a
man on his wife, yelling and belittling her constantly.
Michelle's self-esteem had been destroyed and she had
turned to food to get her through the day. His insults
just kept growing worse as she gained weight, until one
day he had hit her. Jed had said that he regretted it
and had promised to change. She had foolishly stayed
with him.
Then, after they had been married five years, Jed had
broken her arm after another fight. Michelle had called
the police and he had been sentenced to four years in
prison, for assaulting an officer, DWI, and wife
beating. Dennis had asked Michelle out to dinner that
night, and they had begun dating.
"Did you?" he asked as they lay next to each other.
"No dear," she replied "but it doesn't matter, I still
enjoy it." Dennis was frustrated that he couldn't make
his fianc‚e orgasm. His penis was smaller then average
and with his few previous girlfriends he had always
needed to stimulate them orally to get them to orgasm.
He had tried with Michelle but her thighs were just too
chubby for him to position himself ideally.
Michelle was very sexually frustrated, but it was
overshadowed by the love she felt for Dennis. This
wonderful, loveable man had made her feel special again,
loved and needed. He was so much kinder and decent then
Jed had been to her. She had never regretted divorcing
Jed, she only wished she had gotten custody of his cock.
Jed had been an incredible lover. He had fucked her
almost every day, they were married with his big cock
and she had never failed to orgasm with his relentless
pounding. Funny, she had always heard that alcohol had a
negative effect on sexual performance, but not so with
Jed. He would sit watching the TV while drinking beer in
only his boxer shorts.
By the third beer, his cock would be jutting out of his
shorts, a rock hard eight inches. She would be waiting
on the couch for his orders, which usually were to suck
on his cock while he killed two more beers. She liked
this the most because the more Jed drank the longer he
lasted.
Five beers and he was usually good for over an hour. As
she got fatter, he told her that he didn't want to look
at her and would just push her head down into the bed
and fuck her ass or her pussy while calling her names
like his fat cum depository. Strange, but her biggest
orgasms had always been on the occasions he had treated
her like a slut.
She looked over at her future husband lying next to her
almost asleep, and thought he deserves better. He had
given her back her happiness and she should give him
back something in return. The answer came to her
quickly. She would give Dennis back his dream girl. She
would work out and lose weight to get her figure back.
It would be the perfect wedding gift. Maybe she'd even
squeeze into her old cheer leading uniform for him on
their honeymoon.
"Honey" she whispered, "Are you still awake?"
"Hmmm," Dennis replied lazily.
"I want to join a gym, so that I can look good for you
on our wedding night," she told him.
"Sure, anything you want, I'll even give it a try." he
replied. Dennis smiled to himself, as he pictured the
sexy cheerleader somersaulting on the football field. He
still didn't care how she looked but he knew that if she
lost weight she gain back all her self respect, and just
maybe he would have the room to be able to eat her to
orgasm.
***
They pulled on some baggy sweats and drove across town
to the new state-of-the art fitness complex. They paid
their new membership fees and were led into the owner's
office. Dennis shook hands with Tyrone Douglas, the
owner.
"It's a pleasure to meet you Mr. Douglas," he said.
Tyrone was a local legend. He had graduated from Dennis
and Michelle's high school ten years before them and had
enjoyed a brief career as a professional heavy weight
boxer. Unfortunately, he wasn't that good, but he had
won enough fights to open up his new fitness center and
was doing quite well for himself.
Dennis was impressed with Tyrone's physique. Tyrone wore
loose fitting shorts and a tight tank top to show of his
bulging muscles, he was also the blackest man Dennis had
ever seen, not to mention the most physically imposing.
His physique resembled Mike Tyson's only Tyrone was a
little taller. Dennis felt his neck hurting as he looked
up at the black giant.
Tyrone looked over the two newbies. Probably quitters,
he thought. They'll last a week; maybe two and they'd
start finding excuses to stay home. Shame though, the
woman looks like she's got a lot of potential.
Tyrone gave them a tour of the gym. He introduced them
to Hans and Steve, two white high school seniors who
helped Tyrone out in exchange for boxing lessons. Hans
and Steve paid little attention to them as they were
busy flexing their biceps for a couple of girls. Tyrone
showed them the weight lifting room, the pool and sauna,
and the aerobics room. The aerobics room was filling up
with people and Tyrone said he would have to be leaving
them soon to instruct the class.
Dennis couldn't take his eyes off all the hot bodies in
the classroom. Out of the 15 or so people in the room,
about ten were some of the hottest women he had ever
seen. They wore tight body hugging outfits to show off
their lean hard bodies. He watched them bend and stretch
for a while before Michelle pulled him away.
Michelle was curious how much she could bench press when
Tyrone ended the tour back in the weight room and was
glad when he told her he'd spot her a couple times.
Tyrone took a guess on the weight and had Michelle lay
back and give it a try. She lifted it easily and he
added a few pounds. Michelle readied herself again and
found herself looking up Tyrone's legs and into his
shorts, she gasped at what she saw there.
Dennis heard his wife gasp and figured Tyrone had put
too much weight on the bar.
Michelle couldn't believe the size of the cock and balls
filling out Tyrone's shorts. Never in her life had she
seen anything so intimidating. Soft, he was as big as
Jed's had been when fully erect. She pretended she was
reaching out to grab it as she slowly lifted the weights
up and down. She pouted a little when Tyrone asked Hans
to take his place, but was shocked to see that Hans also
sported another incredibly thick, immense cock. Didn't
anyone here where underwear she thought.
Dennis asked Tyrone to give him a hand and soon figured
out the reason for his wife's gasp earlier. Tyrone after
showing Dennis the basics, asked a reluctant Steve to
take over as his class was starting. Dennis asked his
fianc‚e if she wanted a break and she quickly agreed. He
noticed she was breathing heavy though she hadn't worked
out that hard. Hans and Steve seemed relieved to leave
them and get back to their bimbos
Michelle had disappeared and he went to look for her.
She was standing at the window to the aerobics room
seemingly mesmerized by the intense workout taking place
there. He was just as impressed. Tyrone was leading the
group through a combination work-out/boxing routine,
that looked similar to that Thai Bo craze that's so
popular now.
He was even more impressed by the three women in the
front row. All three were gorgeous and well built. He
recognized one as Sara Adams the wife of a wealthy
friend of his. They went home that night a little tired
and sore, even though they really hadn't exercised that
much yet. Michelle said she was really looking forward
to tomorrow.
***
They had been going to the gym a month when Dennis
started coming up with excuses not to go. At first,
Michelle was pissed off at him. She didn't like working
out alone, Tyrone was always very helpful but he was
usually busy with exercise classes, and Hans and Steve
never paid her any attention at all.
Michelle looked at her fat body in the mirror, Tyrone
had put her on a special diet and she had lost eight
pounds from the dieting and the exercise. She was right
on track and wasn't about to quit.
Over the next five months, the pounds seemed to be
melting off Michelle as she went to the gym at least
four times a week. Dennis had dropped out completely,
preferring to stay home and wait for her. He was really
quite sweet. She would get back from the gym all tired
and sweaty and Dennis would always have a bubble bath
waiting for her or dinner on the table. He would massage
her sore body for her as she sighed contentedly while
soaking in the tub. Not to mention the fact that he was
enjoying all the benefits of her increased sex drive.
She had lost 35 pounds and was proud of herself. She was
also 5 pounds ahead of schedule. She had 25 pounds to go
over the next five months until the wedding.
One month and six pounds later, Michelle came home
ecstatic. Tyrone had asked her to join his workout
class. He had called her into his office and told her
how impressed he was with her dramatic weight loss over
the last few months and he thought his class would help
her reach her goals quicker. She had tried it out that
night and found she loved it.
Every muscle in her body was stretched and used as she
went through the various routines. She also made friends
with some of the girls in the class. Jennifer, Carla,
and Sara all were very nice to her. They seemed to take
pity on the slightly plump girl in the baggy sweats.
They helped her with the routines and they partnered
with her in the weight room.
To celebrate her joining the class, Dennis thought he'd
take her out to dinner to celebrate. He fed her wine all
through dinner and she was quite drunk by the time they
got home. Dennis immediately stripped her naked and laid
her down on the bed. He kissed all over her large
breasts and then down her belly.
She didn't pull her stomach in as he slowly kissed his
way down to her crotch. His fianc‚e was panting with
excitement as she spread her legs for him. He found she
had lost plenty of weight in her thighs and he had
plenty of room between her legs. He started licking
around her vaginal lips and soon began fucking her with
his tongue.
Michelle found herself grinding her crotch into his face
with pleasure. After about ten minutes of his constant
tongue lashing, she had a small orgasm. She moaned as
the orgasm coursed through her body. It had been almost
five years since she had cum and she had almost
forgotten how good it felt.
She could swear she had never seen Dennis so happy as at
that moment when he made her cum. Dennis turned her over
on her stomach and raise up her hips. She felt the head
of his little penis penetrate her and her fianc‚e began
fucking her rapidly from behind.
***
They had been fucking for an hour and Michelle had lost
count of all the times he had made her cum. Jed slowly
removed his giant cock from her pussy and ran it up to
the little rosebud on her ass. "Ready to become my ass-
slut," he asked her. She nodded and he had pushed his
cock's fat head into her ass.
It had been painful at first, but the pain was soon
replaced by a very full, very intense feeling, and she
came yet again when he began fingering her pussy as he
fucked her ass while she kneeled on the blanket in the
woods, surrounded by empty beer cans, music blaring from
his car parked nearby.
***
She awoke from the fantasy and felt Dennis squirt his
small load inside her after about five minutes, and he
collapsed on the bed, breathing hard. She felt guilty
for thinking of Jed as she made love to Dennis. She did
miss being dominated by Jed's huge cock though.
The wedding was three months away and Michelle still had
fifteen pounds to go. Tyrone's classes were doing
wonders for her body. She was still a little chubby but
now it was in the right places. Dennis had called her
his million dollar Boticelli.
She was punching out hard with her fists while watching
her girlfriend's workout at the front of the class. You
could stand anywhere you wanted but they were always
given the front row. Michelle was really hot and sweaty
from the strenuous workout. As she did a couple
stretching jumps she suddenly felt cool air from the AC
caressing her legs. She also heard laughter coming from
the group behind her.
Startled she looked down and to her horror saw that her
sweat pants had fallen down to the floor leaving her
clad only in her baggy old panties. She quickly pulled
them up and held them at her waist as she turned crimson
in embarrassment. She felt relieved when Sara ran over
and held her in her arms and led her off to the locker
room.
"There, there, honey," said Sara as she tried to console
the distraught young woman. "You've simply lost too much
weight to wear the same old sweat clothes. I have an old
leotard you can wear in my locker."
Michelle sobbed and nodded as she watched her friend
fish around in her locker for a leotard. Sara found it
and pulled it out.
"I can't wear that," she gasped. "I haven't worn
anything that small since I was a teenager."
"Oh don't be a baby," said Sara. "It'll be fine. And by
the way, throw out those old lady panties." Sara was
laughing as she returned to the class.
Michelle looked down at the leotard and shrugged. She
stripped down in front of the mirror and admired herself
for a minute. Her face had lost its chubby cheeks and
her long blonde hair framed her face prettily. Her ass
was still a little big and there was a little bulge in
her stomach area, but the only thing that could still be
called fat was her breasts.
They had been very saggy 8 months ago, her large nipples
dangling down halfway to her navel but now they had
firmed up and her nipples were actually pointing upwards
a little.
She slipped into the leotard and pulled it up. The
bottom was actually smaller then her baggy panties had
been and she saw a lot of flesh sticking out the sides.
She had to struggle to contain all her breasts inside
the cups as Sara's chest was a lot smaller then hers and
like her bottoms a lot a skin stuck out of the sides.
She was showing off a lot more skin then she liked to,
and she remembered Tyrone always saying, set your goals
and stick to them. Michelle smiled, her new goal would
be to fit into this leotard. She shyly returned to the
aerobics class and paused at the doorway.
Tyrone stopped in mid-kick and stared at Michelle. Never
in his life had he seen breasts as big as hers on so
thin a woman. His cock stirred in his pants and he
imagined sliding it between those breasts as she wrapped
her lips around its big head. That was one hell of a
body she had been hiding under those sweats. Shame she
was engaged and so shy or he'd try to fuck her tonight
instead of Carla.
The rest of the class noticed Tyrone staring and turned
to look at her also. Michelle was about to run and hide
when Tyrone started clapping, soon the rest of the class
had joined him and Michelle flushed at the compliment.
It also turned her on to have all these people admiring
her and she felt her nipples harden and they stretched
out the already straining fabric of her leotard even
more.
"Living proof that my workout works, people," Tyrone
shouted. Then he blew his whistle and the all started
shadow boxing as Michelle joined them.
Michelle felt great when the workout was over and wanted
to go talk to Tyrone but he was escorting Carla into his
office. Sara and Jennifer came over and asked her if she
wanted to join them in the Jacuzzi and soak for a while.
She readily agreed and wore the leotard in as she didn't
own any bathing suits. Both Jennifer and Sara wore what
Michelle considered to be completely scandalous bikinis.
At first she was a little put out but then decided that
if her body ever got that fit she'd show it off with a
little bikini too. The girls laughed and talked for a
while. Michelle really liked them; they had a lot in
common, her three friends had all been popular
cheerleaders like her, though they had kept their bodies
in good shape after school. Michelle did find them to be
a little stuck up though.
"What's taking Carla so long?" she asked.
Jennifer and Sara stopped talking and looked at her for
a minute. Then Jennifer spoke up, "Tyrone often gives us
some, ah, private lessons."
Michelle thought back and did remember that after each
class, Tyrone would leave with one of the three girls.
Perplexed she asked, "What do these private lessons
entail?"
"Oh, mostly he just makes us stretch," Jennifer replied
and she and Sara giggled together.
Must be some private joke, Michelle thought. She looked
up when Sara announced she was hot and going to go swim
a few laps. Jennifer went with her and Michelle changed
to go home. She was heading out the door when she saw
Carla leave Tyrone's office. Her friend's hair was all
matted and she was walking kind of bow legged. Michelle
figured Tyrone must have really made her stretch. Maybe
he'd give her a few private lessons some time?
***
It was one month until the wedding and Michelle had
accomplished her goals. She was five pounds heavier then
she had been in school, but she attributed it to her
increased breast size as the rest of her body matched
her teenaged self. She had been busy with wedding plans
and had missed a couple workouts.
Funny, she thought but the girls have grown kind of
distant this past month. Tyrone had positioned her at
the front of the class with them and she had figured
they were upset with her for intruding on their little
click.
Michelle was furious when she returned home to Dennis
that night. "That bitch, those bitches," she screamed at
her fianc‚e. "I asked Sara to spot me and she had the
nerve to ask for her leotard back and they told me they
didn't want to be friends with me anymore."
Dennis watched his future wife crying, she could be so
naive sometimes. "Honey they're just jealous," he told
her.
"Wh... what do you mean?" she said.
"You know how competitive women are," he replied. "Think
back to your high school friends, and with your new body
you outdo them in every category imaginable."
Michelle remembered her high school days. Dennis was
right, she thought. All her friend s had always been
constantly trying to outdo each other. Clothes, makeup,
boys, everything. And she had won, she thought. She had
the hottest boyfriend and the biggest breasts back in
high school. All last month at the gym. Tyrone had been
paying her a lot of attention as her body shrunk to fit
the leotard. They were jealous of her for being the
teacher's pet.
Though they all stood in the first row together its like
she had bumped them to number two. I'll show that bitch
Sara, she thought. If she wants to take away my leotard,
I'll just have to by one that's even sexier. Even
better, she thought, the next night's Sara's turn with
Tyrone, I'll just have to get him to be my personal
trainer that night. She laughed as she imagined the look
that would be on Sara's face when Tyrone showed Michelle
his stretching exercises.
The thought of competing with the other girls made her
horny and she kneeled before Dennis and unzipped his
pants. She took his penis in her mouth and deep throated
him easily. Dennis sighed and laid back to enjoy the
sensations. Michelle didn't blow him often and he always
looked forward to the occasions when she did. It also
met that she would expect him to return the favor. Not
that he minded, there was nothing he liked better then
looking up her stomach as she writhed in pleasure while
he ate her. He was frustrated with it though, he had
tried for hours and had never been able to make her cum
again.
***
Michelle had trouble taking it in her mouth the first
few times. Jed's cock was just too big. Tonight they had
left the prom and he was a lot drunker then normal as he
drove towards his best friends house to a party. He had
led her behind some bushes and pushed her to her knees,
dirtying her white nylons and crumpling her prom dress.
He had made her take the plum sized head of his long
cock in her mouth and stopped her. She looked up at him
in curiosity as she held his cock-head between her lips.
"Are you ready to become my cum-slut," he asked.
Michelle nodded, bobbing her head up and down his cock.
He had grabbed her head and fucked her face hard. Her
jaw was sore but after a little while she learned to
relax it. After about forty minutes she had felt his
cocks head swell up and her mouth filled with hot semen.
She tried to spit it out, but ended up swallowing a lot.
Jed always came buckets and he had pulled out his cock
from her mouth. His semen never stopped flowing from the
end of it as he pointed it at her face . "I now christen
thee, my cum-slut." he said as three large globs of
semen splattered all over her hair and face. She had hid
her face in disgust as she ran through the partygoers
and to the bathroom to clean his mess off. After a while
she had grown to love the taste of Jed's sperm.
***
Afterwards, as they lay resting after sex Dennis said,
"I'm sorry you lost your friends. If you want me to come
help spot you I will."
"Oh, that's ok, honey," she replied. "Hans and Steve
have been helping me a lot. They're really quite nice."
"Good" said Dennis as he rolled over to go asleep.
Funny, he thought as he drifted off, He could swear she
had complained about Hans and Steve never having enough
time for her as they were always trying to pick up some
bimbos. Anyway, he felt relieved as he really didn't
want to start going back to the gym. He should do
something special for his future bride though. He
finally settled on surprising her the next night at the
gym and taking her out for dinner and a show to
celebrate the new Michelle.
***
Michelle went shopping the next day. Her first stop was
a swimwear outlet. She actually spent several hours
looking for just the right bikini. The one she settled
on was a tiny white string bikini, smaller then any she
had worn as a teenager. The cups just barely covered her
nipples and it showed a lot more of her breasts then it
covered. The panties were about as close to a thong as
she could get without being thrown out of the club for
indecency. The sales girl was so impressed with
Michelle's body that she asked if she wanted to be a
model in any of the stores ads in the local paper.
Michelle said no, but she actually considered it.
Michelle felt wonderful as she went down to the dance
store to look for workout clothes. She looked good, she
felt good, and men were flirting with her again, and she
had the most wonderful caring man in the world about to
marry her. Thanks to Dennis and her workouts she had her
self esteem back.
She spent an hour looking for workout clothes. She
finally settled on a small set of bottoms and a tight
half shirt that hugged her breasts and showed off her
bare, flat stomach. Ooh sexy, she thought as she ran her
hands down her sides. As an afterthought she also bought
a more modest outfit to wear around Dennis as he
probably wouldn't approve of her sexy one.
Michelle had always been very fair skinned and decided
to hit a tanning salon before going home. She figured a
tan would contrast nicely with her new white bikini. She
stripped naked and laid in the tanning booth. The only
thing Michelle was unhappy about her new body was a few
faint stretch marks and as she tanned they slowly
disappeared removing all traces of the former fat girl.
***
Dennis watched Michele leave for the gym. He was
relieved to see that she was wearing a new pair of sweat
clothes over a new modest leotard. It still showed off a
lot of Michelle's hot body, but then a body like hers is
hard to hide. Anyway, thought Dennis, it's a lot more
conservative then that thing Sara had given her.
When he was sure she was gone, he quickly pulled out his
best suit and got a tasteful new dress out of her
closet. He checked to make sure he had the theater
tickets and sat down to wait a few hours for her to
finish. He figured the gym was closer to the theater and
she could get ready there.
Michelle had left early. She wanted to get to the gym
and ask Tyrone to become her personal trainer for the
remaining three weeks until the wedding. There was a
short wedding dress she had her eye on but it was a size
too small and with Tyrone's help, she could probably be
able to fit into it by the wedding.
She was disappointed to see that Tyrone was nowhere to
be found and she decided to wait by the pool. She went
into the locker room and changed into her new bikini.
Briefly, she had second thoughts about wearing such a
skimpy thing in public. Oh well, she laughed, if you got
it flaunt it. Besides, if that stupid leotard had made
her ex-friends jealous wait till they get a load of me
now.
Smiling she walked out to the pool, There were about
five guys relaxing or swimming laps and they all stopped
to watch her as she reached out and felt the water with
a dainty little foot and then sat down on the edge. It
had been over 6 years since she had gone swimming or
even worn a swimsuit for she had been ashamed of her
weight and she looked forward to taking a dip.
Suddenly, two muscular bodies sat down on either side of
her. They sat uncomfortably close and Michelle found
herself becoming a little aroused as their skin rubbed
against hers. She looked up into the smiling faces of
Hans and Steve.
"That sure is one hot bikini, Michelle," Hans said as he
ran his eyes all over her body.
"Yeah, hot," agreed Steve.
She thanked them and the three sat around and talked for
a little while. Steve reached down and playfully
splashed her and she realized that they were hitting on
her. They were both two of the hottest boys she had ever
seen. The only one at the gym with a better body was
Tyrone and she was flattered to have two hunky 18 year
olds hitting on her. She was pushing thirty and
remembered that at 18 she had considered that to be
middle-aged, if not down right old. The fact that
they're tiny bathing suits packed two incredibly immense
bulges didn't hurt either.
Hans and Steve both put a hand on her bare legs and
began rubbing up and down. This was going a little too
far and she decided to jump in the water to get away
from being sandwiched between them. Big mistake, and I
mean BIG, she thought as this put her eye level with
their crotches. Their cocks strained at the fabric of
their suits and she realized they were both half-erect
from excitement. The head of Han's massive cock was
peaking out at her over the top of his suit. Wow, I
caused that she thought to herself with pleasure as she
stared at their bulges.
"Like what you see," asked Hans a smile on his face.
Michelle just nodded never taking her eyes off their
crotches. They were both bigger then Jed's cock and she
fantasized briefly of having them dominate her right
there in front of everyone.
"Why don't you come visit the sauna with us," Hans asked
her.
They wanted to fuck her, both of them! She thought of
all the orgasms those immense cocks could give her and
almost said yes. Michele shook her head no, and reminded
them that she was practically married. She was saved by
the appearance of Tyrone on the other side of the pool
and called out for him to wait for her. The boys looked
disappointed as she swam off.
She couldn't get the visions of what their cocks must
look like out of her head and she found herself checking
out Tyrone's bulge as she climbed up out of the pool.
She noticed he just stared at her body as she stood
before him dripping wet and she kept glancing at his
bulge. Sure enough it was growing under his shorts. She
hadn't ever forgotten the vision of his naked cock when
she had looked up his shorts the first day she was at
the gym.
"Tyrone, some of the girls tell me that you act as their
personal trainer," she said and for the first time he
took his eyes off her body and looked her in the face.
"I was wondering if you would give me some private
lessons before my wedding." Odd he seems shocked at my
request, she thought. "Sara tells me you really work
them hard and stretch them out."
"I'd be delighted," he responded, a big grin on his
face, showing off his white teeth against his black
skin. "How about tonight?"
Tyrone couldn't believe what a slut Michelle was. She
had just blatantly asked him to fuck her before she got
married and hadn't even looked embarrassed as she did
it. If he had known she was this easy, he would have
fucked her a couple months ago.
Michelle told him she couldn't wait and watched him
stare at her breasts again before walking off. She was
delighted, that'll show that bitch Sara, she thought.
She'll go home early as I work out with Tyrone. She
looked around and noticed Hans and Steve were staring at
her body and so was everyone else in the room. Thinking
something was wrong she looked down and to her horror
realized that her white bikini was completely see
through when wet.
The cold water and all the visions of big cocks floating
around her head, had her long nipples jutting out an
inch from her suit and you could make out her pubic
hairs through her bottoms. With a shriek she covered
herself and ran back to the locker room, hearing
laughter behind her. No wonder Tyrone had kept staring
at her body, she thought. The bottom of her crotch was
soaked and not just from being in the pool as she
thought about standing before the giant black man
practically naked.
Michelle changed in the locker room. The others had
arrived and were all readying themselves for their
workout. Sara, Jennifer, and Carla ignored her as usual.
She had been ready to tell Tyrone she had changed her
mind if Sara threw a kind word her way. Instead, they
looked thoroughly disgusted as she entered wearing the
skimpy bikini.
Michelle fiddled around waiting for the others to leave
she wanted to make an entrance in her new outfit. When
she was alone, she quickly threw the tight half shirt on
over her naked breasts and pulled the bottoms on over
her tiny bikini panties. As she headed to join the
class, she passed the sauna and paused when she heard
voices. Hans and Steve were in there talking
"Man, I still can't get over how sexy that bitch looked
today at the pool," Hans was saying.
"Yeah, can you believe that's the old fat chick from a
couple months ago," Steve replied.
Michelle felt the blood race through her veins. They
were talking about her. She paused at the door and
listened as they talked about all the things they wanted
to do to her. Her knees grew weak as she heard them
talking about fucking her ass and making her suck their
cocks.
"God, my cocks getting hard, just thinking of her, "
said Hans in frustration.
Michelle had to get a glimpse of their cocks. She pushed
the door open and stifled a gasp at what she saw. They
were laying back with their eyes closed naked and
enjoying the steam bath. Their gorgeous hard bodies
glistened with water droplets and were very impressive,
but not as impressive as their cocks. Steve's was really
fat and looked to be about 7 inches as it lay across his
leg semi-erect. Hans was closer to full erection and was
about 8 inches as he slowly stroked it with his eyes
closed. She wanted nothing more then to stand there
forever watching those young studs with their big cocks
but Hans interrupted her thoughts.
"Man that slut doesn't have a clue, how hard she's going
to get fucked tonight," he said.
"Yeah he's going to ruin her for the rest of us," Steve
said.
Michelle was hurt, they weren't talking about her they
were talking about one of their bimbos. Disappointed,
she backed out of the sauna and joined the class.
Her spirits lifted at the reaction she got from the
group. The men openly ogled her new outfit and the women
seemed to turn their noses up at her. Her former friends
tried to muscle her out of the front row, until Tyrone
with a grin asked her to stand up front with him. The
rest of the hour she danced next to Tyrone facing the
jealous looks from the girls. The only downside was her
new bottoms were chafing her.
Everyone headed back to the lockers after they were
finished except for Sara and herself. Tyrone motioned
for Sara to come talk to him and with a look of triumph
she joined him up front. As Michelle watched Tyrone tell
Sara that he wouldn't be giving her private lessons
tonight, she could see her face fall with disappointment
and then fury as she turned to look at Michelle standing
there. The fury turned to a look of anguish and Michelle
could swear she was crying as she ran from the room.
Gees, I only beat you out of a workout, Michelle
thought, lighten up already.
"Ready," she asked Tyrone.
"Impatient are we?" he asked.
Michelle just nodded her head as he led her back to her
office. Michelle looked around Tyrone's office, and she
noticed a stained exercise mat on the floor.
"Where do we start?" she asked.
Tyrone just shrugged and removed his tank top revealing
his fantastic chest. Wow, she thought he must really be
going to work me hard, he never takes his shirt off in
class. She told him to take it easy as her bottoms were
chafing her.
"Take them off then," he said with a grin. Tyrone
watched as she looked kind of thoughtful and then with a
shrug slid them down and stood there in her bikini
panties from earlier at the pool, she stood back up and
looked at him. Tyrone just stood there confused for a
minute until it hit him, she was playing games with him.
Well if she wanted to role-play he was up for it.
"Ok, Michelle why don't you get down on your hands and
knees over on the mat. Michelle got down on the mat and
looked back at him expectantly. He positioned himself
behind her and told her to kick back with her right leg
as he held it out for her.
"Sara told me how much you make them stretch back here,
and I just had to try it for myself," she said
nonchalantly as she kept kicking back with one leg.
What a fucking tease, thought Tyrone. From his vantage
point he could see the thin layer of fabric from her
bikini working its way into her ass as she stretched her
leg. He had her switch legs and the fabric twisted up
and slid completely between her cheeks.
She made as if she was going to reach back and pull it
out, but he just slapped her hand away and yelled,
"Don't stop now your doing great. She put her hand back
down and began kicking even harder. Ah, thought Tyrone
she likes being told what to do. He could see her big
tits straining at her half-shirt as they hung there
jiggling from her leg thrusts.
"Harder, harder," he barked as he stood up. "Now switch
legs."
Tyrone stood up and pulled off the rest of his clothes.
His long dark cock was jutting out before him. It was
just over ten inches and seemed to be constantly leaking
pre-cum.
"Harder, harder," he kept yelling as he kneeled between
her legs and pointed his cock at her crotch. He hooked a
finger under the fabric between her ass cheeks and began
to pull it out of her crack.
Michelle looked back at him confused. All she could see
was his big black barrel chest sticking up over her
butt. It looked like he was fucking her doggy style and
she shivered at the thought.
"What are you doing?" she asked.
"I'm worried about your circulation," he replied. "Don't
stop kicking."
She continued to kick and shivered again as his finger
slowly pulled out her bathing suit and slid down towards
her vagina. Tyrone pulled the fabric back from her pussy
lips and he positioned his cock head at the opening as
he quickly grabbed her stretched out leg.
Michelle jumped when he roughly grabbed her leg. She was
confused for a brief second until she felt something big
pushing into her.
"Tyrone stop. What are you doing?" she screamed.
"I'm turning you into my cock-slut," he said as he
pushed about half his cock into her.
She was engulfed by waves of pleasure when he called her
that. His cock was in deeper then Dennis ever reached
and it was twice as fat. Dennis! she couldn't betray him
like this.
"Tyrone please stop," She begged. "I can't cheat on
Dennis."
"You were begging me to fuck you before you got married
an hour ago, bitch," he grunted as he pushed 8 inches
in.
"Ooww," she screamed as it hurt her a little. It was a
deep as Jed's now and it had been a long time since she
had felt a cock in her that deep, and the pain from his
width was being replaced by a feeling of intense
pleasure.
"P--please st--op now," she moaned. "I thought we were
just going to be working out!?"
"Bitch, nobody can be that stupid," he said and he
buried all ten inches to the hilt. She had the hottest,
tightest pussy he had ever fucked and he began fucking
her with the entire length of his cock.
"Ahhhh," she screamed. "Please don't, pleease stop," she
moaned. She felt the beginnings of a big orgasm stirring
in her belly. "Please don't stop!!"
Tyrone smiled at that and began to fuck her harder. For
a second she had almost convinced him she was just to
here to exercise. Stupid white sluts, he thought, why do
they always have to pretend they don't want it. She was
shaking beneath the pounding of his ten-inch rod and he
knew she was getting close to a really big orgasm. He
grinned evilly and pulled his cock out.
Michelle was in heaven. She had gotten addicted to the
almost daily orgasms her ex-husband had given her. She
now knew how a smoker felt. You can go for five years
without a cigarette and still crave one every day until
you break down and have one, then you're hooked again.
The small orgasm Dennis had given her a few months ago
had been like a quick puff compared to what was
happening to her now. It was close, then a little
closer, then she felt him pull his cock out and she
started screaming. "Put it in," she cried. "I'm close,
dammit, put it back in."
Tyrone laughed at the panicky woman. He was holding his
cock's head right on her pussy lips teasing her. She was
squirming around trying to push back but he wouldn't let
her. It took a lot of self-control not to thrust his
cock back into that hot pussy but the results were
always worth it.
"Please Tyrone, I need it," she pleaded, tears in her
eyes.
"Need what?" he asked.
"Your cock," she moaned in frustration.
"Tell me how much you need it," he said as he slowly
pushed his cock into her the whole ten inches.
"I need your cock in me, I need to cum," she moaned as
he began slowly fucking her again.
"Why can't your boyfriend make you cum?" he asked.
"No he can't," she managed to squeeze out between deep
breaths. She felt it coming again.
"Why can't he?" he asked.
"His dick is too small" she answered. Why was he making
her say these things?
"How big is it?" he asked.
"Less then half as b--big as yours," she moaned as she
started to shake uncontrollably.
Tyrone slowly pulled his cock out until only about five
inches was buried in her. This was how he hooked them.
He called it comparison fucking. Remind them of what
they had at home and then show them what they could get
from him. Pretty soon she'd be his sex slave, just like
the rest of those sluts in his class. "Is this all that
Dennis has?" he asked.
"No, he's not as thick," she said. Why was she betraying
the man she loved like this? Was that really all Dennis
had? The orgasm was fading again as he fucked her with
only half his cock and she kept trying to push her ass
back needing more.
"I you want more you'll have to beg." he demanded.
"I need more," she pleaded. "I need your cock."
Tyrone pulled another two inches out. "Not good enough."
he said.
"I need your big cock," she said in desperation. "Fuck
me with your big cock."
"A little better," he said and pushed it in about half
way again. She needed a hint. "White boys have cocks
this big."
Her eyes opened wide as she realized the truth, only a
black cock could give her what she really needed. "I
need BLACK cock," she pleaded in desperation. "Fuck me
with that big black cock."
Happiness spread through Michelle's body as he pushed
his cock in all the way again. She had said the right
thing and he was pleased with her. The feeling of
impending orgasm was coming back as he started picking
up speed. Never had she felt so alive. Every nerve in
her body was tingling as the orgasm approached.
Tyrone was close. There was one last thing he had to do.
He pulled it out one last time, leaving only the fat
head in. "Will you do anything I tell you?"
"Yes, anything," she said in frustration.
"Are you my COCK-SLUT?" he yelled.
"Yes, I'm your cock-slut," she said as she submitted to
him completely.
"YES!!" she screamed as he fed her all his cock again
triggering her orgasm.
Tyrone felt the ache in his balls and then it was gone
as his semen began flowing up his long cock to erupt
deep inside her pussy. He hadn't had sex in three days
and his orgasm seemed to last forever and he felt his
semen leaking out of her pussy around his cock.
Michelle felt fireworks going off deep in her womb. The
explosions spread out through her body. It traveled down
to her pussy soaking his cock with her juices. His hot
semen just kept spraying hard, deep within her vagina
prolonging her orgasm. She felt her orgasm traveling up
her spine and into her brain. The endless waves of
pleasure overloaded all her senses and her eyes rolled
up into her head and she collapsed on the mattress.
Dennis was waiting by her car in the parking lot. He was
starting to get worried, there were only a few cars left
and it was getting late. Michelle had said she'd be late
as she hoped Tyrone was going to become her personal
trainer to help her fit in that small wedding dress she
wanted. He better go find her. He grabbed the bouquet of
roses he had bought her and draped her cocktail dress
over his arm and walked towards the gym.
Tyrone walked over to his desk and grabbed a towel of
his chair and began wiping all the sweat off his body.
His cock was still half hard as he looked over at his
new slut. Michelle's head was buried in the mat and she
seemed to be mumbling to herself. She still wore those
titty huggers and her ass was still sticking straight up
in the air, the string of her bikini bottoms pulled of
to the side.
Her pussy was gaping open and there was a constant
trickle of semen dripping to the mat adding to the
stains of his previous conquests. The little pink
rosebud of her ass stared at him invitingly and his cock
got hard again. He really wanted to see those oversized
titties but they'd have to wait. Can't pass up an
opportunity like this he thought as he grabbed a bottle
of oil out of his desk. He also grabbed the phone and
set it beside her.
Tyrone could just make out what she was saying as she
mumbled in her semi-comatose state as he oiled up his
cock. She just kept repeating, "Black cock so good,"
over and over again. Well, he had a couple friends he'd
introduce her to then.
Tyrone didn't waste any time; he knew this always hurt
the first time and wanted to get her while she was still
half passed out. He loved butt-fucking and the gym was a
great place to do it, as they were always clean from
showering before and after working out. He watched her
anus open up to accommodate him and the large head of
his cock disappeared inside her. His cock slid in easier
then he had thought and he realized she wasn't a back
door virgin. She did wince in her sleep as he passed the
eight-inch mark.
***
Michelle was on her hands and knees in the middle of the
African Savannah wearing her cheerleader uniform. The
plain was filled with lions and other animals but they
ignored her and Jed as he butt fucked her clad only in
his football jersey. Michelle had been scared at first
but had grown to love being Jed's ass-slut. She looked
over her shoulder at her husband as he buried his cock
up to his balls in her ass.
Jed held a beer to his lips and as he gulped his cock
seemed to stretch deeper into her then it had ever been
as the hot African sun was slowly turning Jed's skin
darker and darker. Her eyes widened as his shirt started
ripping as his already large muscles got even bigger. It
was like watching Bill Bixby turn into the incredible
hulk. Only this hulk was black. Jed's black face
stretched out becoming broader. The next thing she knew
she wasn't in Africa but on a mat in Tyrone's office
getting her ass reamed out royally.
"Call your fianc‚e and tell him your going to be late.
Tyrone ordered.
Still groggy Michelle shook her head and saw the phone
lying next to her. Poor Dennis, how could she betray him
like this. Tyrone stopped with a little less then half
his cock in her so that she could talk and she dialed
his cell phone number.
Dennis was reaching to open the gym door when his phone
rang.
"Oh hi honey," said his future wife, "My personal
trainer is really making me stretch tonight and I'll be
home in about three more hours, oohh ok."
Dennis heard Tyrone's voice in the background say, "So
tight," and he thought he was referring to her muscles
as he worked her hard.
"Just relax dear," he said. "Stretching is good for you,
and I want you to look good for our wedding Ok."
"Ok," she said and hung up.
Dennis chuckled to himself, she'd change her mind once
she saw the flowers. He entered the gym. A long hall
traveled down to the admissions desk, past Tyrone's
office. Tyrone had two doors in his office. One in the
hallway and one that opened directly into the gym.
Dennis looked at his watch, as he passed Tyrone's
office. If they didn't hurry they'd be late for the
play. He stopped when he heard sounds coming from the
office. Curious, he peeked through the blinds.
Dennis' eye grew wide with horror at what he saw and the
roses he had brought to celebrate the new and improved
Michelle hit the floor.
The new and improved Michelle was a slut. Tyrone was
fucking her hard with the black monster he had gotten a
glimpse of on his first day at the gym. How long had his
fianc‚e been cheating on him? His eyes widened in shock
when he realized Tyrone was actually fucking her ass
with his cock. Dennis' little penis retreated into is
scrotum in humiliation and he slid down the wall and
started to cry.
"Aaghh!!" Tyrone bellowed as he came again. He heard
Michelle moan as he pulled his still squirting cock out
of her ass and sprayed her cheeks with his seed.
He left her on the mat and rolled his chair over before
her. "I want to see them titties," he said as he yanked
off her halter-top. He stood her up before him as he sat
in the chair, and as he was eye level with her breasts
he started sucking on her nipples to her delight.
"Tyrone," she interrupted his sucking. "I said I'd do
anything you wanted, but just for tonight. Once I'm
married, I will be faithful to my husband." Tyrone just
grinned at her. Stupid bitch, still thought she had a
choice in the matter. He needed to teach her a lesson
and as he needed some time to recuperate he told her to
wait here and he got up and left the office.
Hans and Steve were cleaning up the gym when the heard
their boss yell "Hey, boys I got that bonus you were
asking for." They looked up to see a naked Tyrone
grinning at them. They looked down at his colossal cock
dangling down about eight inches.
"That's not the kind of bonus we were thinking of boss,"
said Steve
"Not me idiots," Tyrone said. "Just come with me."
Dennis was crestfallen at his fianc‚es betrayal, but the
image of Tyrone and Michelle's two perfect bodies
together kept imposing itself on his mind. His dick
started to get hard. He got back up and peaked back into
the room. Michelle was on her knees with her head
resting on a chair. Sperm was drying on her ass and
there looked to be a pool of the stuff on the mat. He
was thinking about running in to pull Michelle out, when
Tyrone returned.
Tyrone was still buck-naked when he walked back in. He
held the door open and Hans and Steve entered behind
him. Steve looked kind of stunned and Hans just yelled
"hot damn" and began stripping.
"Boys, Michelle here is going to do whatever we tell her
for the next three hours," Tyrone informed them. "Then
she plans on being faithful to her husband."
"Tyrone, I don't know what you were thinking but I can't
sleep with all three of you." Michelle said as she shook
her head in denial. Dennis heart filled with joy when he
heard that this would just be a one time occurrence and
he relaxed a little. He saw that Steve's cock was about
eight inches and very thick. Han's was about nine inches
long and skinny but still thicker then Dennis' own
penis.
Michelle opened her mouth to protest again as the two
naked young studs approached her and Hans just stuffed
her mouth full of his cock to shut her up. She soon gave
in and started slurping on it lovingly. Tyrone sat down
and directed the three stars of his very own live sex
show. He reached down and started stroking his cock as
he ordered the three white people around. Dennis started
stroking his penis and came after about three strokes.
Michelle was doing everything Tyrone demanded. She
fucked and sucked both Hans and Steve's cocks and let
them titty fuck her. At one point she was riding Steve's
thick cock and Hans had pushed his up her ass. Tyrone
stood up and had Michelle suck his cock while the two
boys fucked her, so that every one of her holes was
stuffed full of cock.
Most of the time Tyrone just sat in the chair holding
his cock. Dennis kept thinking he looked like some kind
of King holding an ebony scepter, the sign of his power,
and graciously rewarding his followers by letting them
fuck his concubine.
Dennis knew he could never satisfy Michelle the way
these three could and he felt weak and emasculate.
Michelle had screamed in orgasm dozens of times as she
fucked the two boys.
After several hours, the boys crawled off her and rested
against the walls. Their long penises hung over the legs
and dribbled semen on the floor. They had the stamina of
eighteen year olds and had cum about four times each,
and they both seemed exhausted.
Michelle just crawled over to their king and stated
slurping on his cock again. He pulled her up had her
ride him as he sat on his throne. Dennis heard his
fianc‚e scream and then she collapsed on Tyrone's
massive cock.
Tyrone looked unperturbed and he just put his beefy
hands under her thighs and lifted her up and down on his
cock like she was a pair of dumbbells. She woke up,
moaning as he fucked her and Tyrone lifted her off his
cock and set her down in the chair as he stood before
her. He put both her hands around his cock and had her
jerk him off.
"Are you my cum-slut?" he asked.
Michelle just nodded yes, as she stared as his cock in
awe. The huge head seemed to double in size before the
pee slit opened and sprayed her face with his cum.
Dennis watched the four lovers laughing and then Tyrone
threw Michelle over his shoulder and the group headed
off to the showers to clean up. Dennis drove home still
shaken by what he saw. He sobbed off and on, crawled
into bed after hiding the flowers and putting away the
dress. He pretended to be asleep when Michelle came home
about two hours later.
The wedding went off without a hitch and it was the
happiest day in both Michelle's and Dennis' life. They
honeymooned in the islands and Dennis could see the love
in her eyes every time they looked at each other. He
even screamed in triumph when she had a small orgasm as
he made love to her. It was the first time he had ever
made a woman cum with his penis and he was elated even
though he knew it was mostly a love orgasm and not a sex
one.
They had been back from their honeymoon about a week
when he heard Michelle scream in the bathroom. He ran in
to see what was wrong only to find her standing on the
scale naked.
"I've gained three pounds," she told him. "I've got to
start going back to the gym."
"Whatever you want dear," Dennis said and he sadly
returned to the living room.
Tyrone cock sprung up the moment he saw Michelle walk
into the gym again. He did a quick calculation in his
head. It ha been about four weeks since they had fucked
her, It looks like Steve won the pool over how long it
would take her to come back.
Dennis decided that as long as she only loved him she
could get her satisfaction from Tyrone and the boys.
Other then Michelle's sexual pleasure the only good
thing to come out of her working out occurred several
months later.
Dennis and Michelle had left the movies holding hands
when who should come out of the bar in front of them but
Jed, recently released from prison. Dennis had tried to
defend Michelle as a drunken Jed grabbed her but Jed had
just punched him in the stomach, doubling him over.
"Come here my pretty cock-slut," Jed slurred.
Everything she learned in her fitness class jumped into
her mind and she kicked her ex husband in the shin and
punched him twice in the face. A crowd was gathering and
Jed had limped away screaming that Michelle was his slut
and would always be his slut.
Dennis had argued that they should by a gun to protect
themselves and Michelle had just calmly said not to
worry about it.
A few days later Dennis read in the paper about an ex-
con in critical condition that had gotten mugged near
their house. The police were baffled because the man
hadn't been robbed. The assailants were described as two
large Caucasian males and one giant black male.
END
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This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author
does not condone the described behavior in real life in
anyway shape or form.
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