Fight Club

Remember what I said about ladies who just completed their workout, whatever their workout may be?

Recently, I couldn't help but notice more and more of such ladies in my life.

Now, I feel really ecstatic whenever I go for a run or take part in marathons, because I see more ladies doing the same thing.

It's really motivating to watch those athletic, tanned bodies blush with perspiration under the sun.

If that's not enough, I see more ladies in my fight class.

(By the way, I've signed up for this fight class a couple of months back; it is a bit like kickboxing.)

Once again, I'll like to say it's really motivating to watch those athletic, tanned (or not) bodies blush with perspiration.

It feels even better when we smile at each other during the workout.

It seems like a post-coital smile, but it really is just a smile to encourage each other to run another 200 metres or do another push-up.

But still, a smile is a smile, and it helps a lot with socializing, meaning, knowing more girls.

So, on that note, keep smiling, stay healthy, and make 2012 your best year yet!

She Came, I Conquered

There was a buzz and my mobile phone flashed.

"I'm here."

I hurried to the door and opened it. Right there in front of me, stood an athletic woman, cladded in a tank top and running shorts. Or was it denim shorts? Bah, who cares?

Taking her by her hands, I pulled her closer for a deep kiss. She draped her arms around my neck as we teased with our tongues and playfully bit each other's lips. We paused for a breather and looked into each other's eyes.

She giggled, "What?"

"Nothing."

"Tell me. Wh-"

Before she could finish her sentence, I launched a surprise ticklish attack on her and left her sitting on the floor, gasping for air.

She would later gasp for air again, for a different reason.

I picked her up and we tottered into my bedroom.

Closing the door behind me, I turned her around and peeled her tank top over her head.

There was no bra to unclasp.

I inhaled sharply, as I watched the moonlight mill around the contours of her breasts.

She coyly wriggled out of her shorts, and then her panties, and laid comfortably on my bed.

I snapped out of my daze and got naked quickly.

She took my hand and ran my fingers softly over her calves and thighs, sending tingles all over her.

I pushed further up and circled her breasts. As I inched towards her nipples, she tilted her head and sunk deeper into my pillow. I climbed into bed and skimmed my lips across her neck.

Her nipples quickly found their place between my lips, occasionally hooked between my teeth, as she remained submerged in her pool of pleasure.

My hands pondered around her pubic area for awhile, then a couple of my fingers made a split-second decision to immerse themselves in her love hole.

That's when she sang a different, audible tune.

Her vagina would clenched my fingers everytime I plugged them in, soaking them with her ecstasy.

Soon, my thumb got sucked into the sexual whirlpool, as I used it to rub her clit.

"Oh yes! Oh yes! Oh yes!" she exclaimed, as she soused my hand.

Not wanting to waste the precious nectar, I replaced my thumb with my tongue, and summoned the elixir down my throat.

Then, suddenly, she inhaled loudly and sent her body into quivering convulsions.

"My turn."

I got between her thighs and pounded her remaining breath away.

This time, her vagina clenched my dick everytime I stuck it in. The deeper I pushed, the harder it was to pull it out.

Her pelvic-grinding and shoulder-kneading did not help either.

Then, out of the blue, she necked me.

I guess that's pretty much when the wheels came off the wagon, and I groaned and bucked as my horses mashed into the tip of my condom.

Still panting a little, I gathered my strength and climbed off her. Then, I reached for my wallet and withdrew a few crisp notes.

"Pleasure doing business with you."

Sink In

It was the most wonderful feeling as she lowered her hips and sunk my dick into her gorge.

Just a few moments ago, my dick was howling for its release as her dress floated to the floor.

The afternoon light came through from under the door and landed softly on her body, illuminating the contours of her breasts and hips.

I got rather nervous as she sashayed towards me. Her naked display was adding on to the sexual tension between us.
By the way, I have lost control of the rate my dick was swelling.

As if able to read my mind, she bent over, unbuckled my belt and dropped my pants.

There, my dick stood, unshackled with pure sexual rage.

She then kissed my neck and chest, and stroked my length. I exhaled softly, savoring every wave of pleasure sent towards my groin.

Not losing anymore time, she grabbed my buttocks and pulled my dick into her warm shelter.

I groaned aloud, surprised at how seasoned she was at appeasing the vehemence between my legs.

She started grinding against my thighs as she kneaded my back.

Damn, she was good!

Then, she did the unthinkable – she quickened her pace.

Our hisses and purrs grew more intense every time they bounced off the wall of the handicap restroom we were in.

I tried to keep my legion in its wings, but all I could think of was how tight and wet and warm and…

I succumbed to my spinal reflexes as I felt thick ropes of jizz dashed down her throat as she swallowed heartily between gasps and moans.