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Story Codes: Female Masturbation, Female/Teen female, Teen male Masturbation, Incest, Voyeurism, Facial

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It has to be Waves. You rush for it and enter the all-women’s gym naked and unseen to them all.

The doors whisk open then shut close behind you. It’s a standard gym. Full of various exercise machines with a small free weights area. Women are sweating everywhere you look. Wearing tight spandex and Lycra that hugs their rumps. Sports bras and tight tank tops hold breasts that jiggle.

The healthy gleam of exercise shines in all the women’s cheeks. Their foreheads gleam with their perspiration. They are sweating off the calories and looking sexy doing it. They are oblivious to you here. This is a place men aren’t supposed to be.

You smile as you look around, searching for that black-haired girl that could be your cousin.

You scan the room, searching for her. She has to be around here somewhere. Unless you chose the wrong place. What if she likes candy? You’re committed now. If she’s not in here, then you’ve lost her.

You move through the women, seeing them exercising. You spot that blonde jogger that you’ve seen on your street. Not only does she run, but she’s on the stair master. She looks just gorgeous with those big boobs of her dancing.

You move behind her, your dick throbbing hard. You have to find that girl, but you’re also feeling that need to cum again. You are dripping with your aunt’s passion. She’s coated you with her juices, and you’re eager to ram that dick into a new woman.

You have other paths to walk. Next one’s odd. Another special woman.

You touch the blonde jogger’s ass and feel that switch. You flip it.

“Oh, my fucking god,” she moans, slouching over the machine. Her body shakes and quivers. The tight, gray jogging shorts she’s wearing darken at her crotch. “Yes, yes, yes!”

“Feeling the burn,” a woman with a melodic voice says as the jogger quivers through her orgasm. The wet spot grows, outlining the plumpness of pussy.

She’s shaved.

You slide a finger up the groove of her pussy, feeling her heat. Her juices coat your digits. You bring them to your lips and suckle on them. She has a sweet flavor. You savor that delight, your tongue dancing around your finger.

“Really feeling that burn,” the woman says. You glance over and blink. It’s a black-haired woman, but not the girl you’re searching for.

“Mrs. Rogers,” you gasp, seeing the busty head of your church’s choir in a pair of purple yoga pants and a gray tank top hugging her big tits. “Damn, you are looking fine.”

She doesn’t answer, of course. She has no idea you’re here.

“I just…” The blonde jogger shakes her head, her ponytail dancing behind her. “Oh, my god, I just…”

“Just what?” Mrs. Rogers asks. She was on an exercise bike. “Feeling that burn?”

“Yes,” moans the jogger, her voice throaty.

You smile as Mrs. Rogers rises up on the pedals and starts peddling hard. She has a gorgeous ass and thighs that flex. You move behind her, seeing that ass swaying before you. How can you resist? You grab her ass and press your face into her pussy.

You make her cum.

She squeals in delight, her moans echoing through the gym. In moments, tart pussy juices bleed through her yoga pants and panties. She leans over the handles, gasping and moaning as you squeeze her rump. Her juices are bleeding through, tasting just delicious.

You lick at her crotch. You savor the taste of her. That tart delight.

“Oh, Lord,” she breaths. “The molester… Oh, that’s good. I just…”

“Came?” pants the jogger.

“Yes,” she groans. “Oh, wow, that was incredible. He’s licking at me… Down there.”

“You taste great,” you say and pull your face away.

You lick your lips, loving that taste. You keep walking, searching through the equipment, leaving those two women to pant and gossip. You see women exercising. It makes you feel a little inadequate. You stare down at your body.

You’re not a buff stud. You’re actually kind of skinny. You can see your ribs. Your arms are scrawny. You certainly wouldn’t be mistaken for anyone on a sports team.

“Guess it’s good no one can see me,” you say to yourself.

Still, you can’t help but think if you came to a gym a few times a week that you’d have muscles. Some of the women have athletic builds. Their muscles flexing as they exercise. They have more than you do. You blush, feeling a little emasculated.

You wouldn’t mind having those muscles and…

Your arms start to bulge.

You blink as you’re gaining muscle mass. You’re becoming brawny. Gaining sculpted pecs, thicker thighs, toned abs. Your body is reshaping itself to your will. You blink at that as you have gained fifty or sixty pounds of strength in moments.

“What the fuck,” you mutter. Then you remember what the text message said after you fucked your mother and bred her.

Control over your flesh…

You can change the shape of your body. You glance at your cock. It grows even bigger and thicker. You smile. You’re really going to give the women something special. It’s clear that the black-haired girl is gone, which means you can have some fun.

“How about the leg presses, Mom,” a familiar voice says.

You whip your head around to see Henrietta Steele, the blonde reverend’s daughter heading over to the leg presses. She’s wearing a pair of pink bike shorts and a white tank top, her blonde hair tied back with a pink scrunchy.

She has slender, pale legs that are just gorgeous. She sinks into the leg press and puts her legs on the weights. She pushes on them, straining to shove them up. Her mother, Mrs. Steele, walks over. The brunette reverend’s wife is a gorgeous MILF in a black yoga pants and purple tank top. She is looking hot, her big boobs jiggling.

“Here,” she says and turns down the adjustment. “A hundred pounds is a bit much for you.”

“Right, Mom,” she says, smiling up at her. “Thanks.”

You move up behind the reverend’s wife. She has graced your masturbatory fantasies many times. You grin, your new, buff body aching to touch her. You draw back your hand and slap it down on that plump booty of hers.

She gasps then cries out, “Oh, Lord!”

She falls forward as she cums from your touch. She spills over her daughter, pressing those big boobs into Henrietta’s face. The reverend’s wife whimpers and moans, her butt-cheeks clenching from your touch.

“Mom!” gasps the daughter. “What’s wrong.”

You put your hand on her silky thigh and stroke her as you press her button.

“Oh, my gosh!” she squeals, cumming beneath her mother.

“Yes, yes, yes,” Mrs. Steele whimpers.

“So good!” gasps Henrietta, the fourteen-year-old cutie quivering. “Mommy! Mommy!”

You grin, glad that the Steeles homeschooled Henrietta. She can be here at the gym in the middle of the school day where you can have some fun with her. You grip your engorged dick, watching mother and daughter squirming together.

You touch the mother again, sending another orgasm through her, then the daughter. They are both squealing in delight as you stroke your cock. It’s so hot watching, Mrs. Steele twisting about until she’s lying on her daughter, their faces close together.

“I keep having… those naughty feelings, Mommy!” she squeals.

“I know,” the mother groans, her brown hair swaying about her face. “Oh, Lord. Oh, Lord, this is so good!”

You pump your hand up and down your cock, savoring the depraved sight. Your dick aches with the need to cum. You always have to be spurting your seed. The two are whimpering as you stroke yourself faster and faster.

Then you touch the mother again.

She squeals, her face pressing into her daughter’s. Their lips meet. Then they’re kissing as you brush the daughter’s legs. As they tremble through their third orgasm, they’re both moaning together, tongues dancing together.

“Fuck,” you groan, fisting your dick, your biceps bulging and flexing as you stroke yourself. “That’s hot.”

The pressure grows and grows in your balls, your face contorting with the passion. You’re going to erupt. Just spurt all over them. They are kissing with such passion, forgetting they’re mother and daughter as the pleasure surges through them.

You fist yourself faster and faster, the urge to erupt growing and growing. You love this so much. Your powers. Being unseen. You shudder, your toes flexing against the linoleum floor. You grunt and moan as loud as you want.

No one can hear you.

They’re kissing each other with such passion as their orgasm soak their bottoms. It’s so hot watching Henrietta squirming beneath her mother. You shudder, the pressure hitting this wild peak at the tip of your cock.

“That’s so good,” you moan. “Oh, yes, yes, that’s just fantastic. Damn! I love it!”

You erupt.

Your cock spurts over and over on Mrs. Steele’s ass. You paint her rump, clad in those black yoga pants, in your pearly cum. The pleasure slams through your body. You groan out, cumming in the middle of the all-women’s gym.

Your mind reels from the bliss. It’s incredible to have this passion rushing through you. Your face scrunches up with the bliss that’s swelling through you. The heat washes over your mind as you fire one last time on her ass.

You stumble back, panting.

“Oh, my god,” Mrs. Steele gasps and rolls off her daughter. “I… I…”

She darts off for the changing room, your jizz on her ass.

Henrietta licks her lips, lying there, her small breasts rising up and down in her white tank top.

“Oh, my,” says Mrs. Rogers, the choir instructor. She’s still leaning over the exercise bike.

“This is… a strange gym,” the blonde and busty jogger pants on the stair master.

You’re hard. You need more fun. The preacher’s daughter is right before you. But you can follow the reverend’s wife into the locker room to enjoy that MILF. Mrs. Rogers is another beauty. Does she suck cock with as much enthusiasm as she sings? And what about that blonde and busty jogger? She tempted you this morning.

Is it her turn now?

You’ve lost the black-haired girl, but you have found some delicious treats to play with. Who do you pick to enjoy at the gym?

Poll ends September 13th!

To be continued…

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