STORY 5-The gym threesome
BLURB
Josy, nineteen-year-old, virgin. She's been going to the gym to get into shape
Then, one night, she finishes up and finds out that she's not alone.
Robb and James, mid-thirties. Robb finds her first, and they begin having some fun in the reception. Then James finds them there and enjoys watching before he decides to join in as well.
Tags- Threesome, oral, bukake, voyeurism, blow jobs, pussy licking, titty sucking, jerk off, fingering, spit roast.
CHAPTER ONE
Josy was completely focused. She had been this way for a long time. She felt as though whenever she walked into the gym some kind of switch in her brain was hit and suddenly she knew exactly what she wanted to do.
It hadn't always been like this. The first time she had come to the gym she had been incredibly self-conscious. Her heart had been pounding and she had felt as though everyone in there was staring at her - as though they all knew that she shouldn't be there and they were all going to tell her that she had to leave, that she wasn't wanted there.
She had looked around sharply at every sound she heard, expecting to see people looking over at her, whispering and laughing at her. But no one was doing that. No one seemed to be judging her. She had been sure that she would stick out like a sore thumb, that everyone would look at her and know that she stuck out like a sore thumb.
She had wanted to start coming to the gym for a long time, but it had always seemed like such a big step and she struggled to do it, even though she had known that it would be a positive thing for her.
In the end, she had gone for it. She had forced herself to walk through those doors - even though she had sat across the street for over half an hour building up the courage to go in.
That had been the hardest part for her, going through that door the first time.
The second hardest part had been what had followed that first session.
The trainer had told her that they were going to "ease her into it," and it hadn't seemed too bad to start with. "Maybe I can do this," she had thought to herself, feeling her confidence growing, "Maybe this is really going to work for me," but by the time she got home afterward her muscles had been screaming.
She had lowered herself into a hot tub and laid there for as long as she thought she could. Then she struggled to get out. She had felt ruined, destroyed.
She had wondered if she would ever feel right again.
A couple of days later, she had felt sufficiently recovered to go back. And that time it hadn't been so hard to walk through the front doors, and it hadn't been so hard to get out of the bath afterward. Slowly she began to get used to it.
Her whole motivation to go to the gym in the first place was that she wanted to make positive changes in her life and she wanted to start with her appearance. More than just her appearance, her health as well. She wasn't exactly fat, but she was certainly overweight and it affected her confidence.
She wore shapeless clothes to hide the way that she looked. She climbed the stairs slowly so that she wouldn't be red-faced and panting when she got to the top.
She was tired of being shy and she was tired of being awkward. She thought that if only she looked better and had a more positive view of herself and her appearance.
AS she took up jogging, she had developed a tan and now her skin glowed, golden and flawless.
The wight had dropped off quickly. She had lost weight and then she had toned up. When she looked at herself in the mirror now, she felt as though she was finally seeing the real her - the real Josy who had been hidden inside all along. Her legs were toned, her stomach flat and firm. Her breasts were a good size, her ass round and sculpted.
She had managed to get fit without going too far. She had managed to make herself look sexy and desirable.
And yet, she was still single. She knew that guys had begun to check her out, but somehow they all still kept away from her. She couldn't work out what the problem was.
In truth, she had become so hot that a lot of guys found her unapproachable.
All that she really had to do was to be patient and wait for a guy with just the right amount of confidence to make a move. She was just impatient for
Sometimes she would go for a jog in the morning when the sun was just rising, and she would see guys in the street checking her out as she passed.
She thought about the way that her blonde ponytail flicked about, the way that her breasts bounced, the way that her long legs flexed as her toned legs worked and she thought about the effect that it had on the men who watched her.
Even the guys who were out jogging, who should have been focused on what they were doing, would watch her as she passed.
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