Locker Room Passion

I finished my workout and headed to the change room to take a nice long hot shower and clean away the sweat. The hot water does wonders to bring me down from a hard workout; it even makes the workout easier because I look forward to the shower afterwards. This particular time was no exception.

Afterwards, I was sitting on the bench in front of the lockers, getting dressed, when this gorgeous woman sauntered by. Let me just say that, from a woman's perspective, there is something odd about really gorgeous women like this one. They never seem to be embarrassed by their nudity; in fact they seem to relish it. She walked around like everyone else was nuts and she was the only one sane enough not to hide behind clothes.

She was tall, about six feet. She had long, curly blonde hair that came down to an ass that was perfect. Extremely dark eyes with thin blond eyebrows over them adorned a remarkable face. Her stomach was flat, but not ridiculously muscled and it joined perfectly with her pelvis, where there nestled a light tuft of blond pubic hair.
She walked by me and toward the large, open bathroom. I peeked around the corner of the lockers and watched her from behind as she made her way. She tossed her hair back and over her shoulder with a swing of her head; I thought I was in love. I felt a little frisky and followed her into the bathroom. She was leaning over the sink, washing her face; just enough lean for me to get a great view of her pussy, snuggled between those gorgeous legs and under her taught rear. Most fair-haired women don't shave their pussy because the hair is so light, but this was not the case here, perfectly bald down south. After a minute or two she was done washing her face and went into one of the stalls. 

I walked out of the bathroom and figured I should just get dressed and head out. That was when I heard a slight moan coming from the bathroom. I knew there was no one else in there so I started to feel a little excited; my nipples even began to harden. I quietly made my way to the bathroom and listened for a few moments. All was silent, barring your usual background noises of a gym change room. I was about to leave again, thinking I must have made up the sound in my head, when I heard a loud, involuntary "uh" come from the blonde's stall. I couldn't believe it! She was masturbating in the washroom. This gorgeous vixen was masturbating when she could be enjoying even more my tongue against her clit. I wanted this woman. I wanted her enough to make an idiot out of myself if she didn't want me.

I walked up to the stall and knocked on it. I heard her inhale sharply, then silence. I didn't want to spook her so I stayed quiet. I let her make the first move. "What do you want?" she asked. I stuttered for a moment. I thought to myself, what do I want? Am I nuts?

Instead of just walking away, she was too beautiful; I told her that she didn't have to do that. She made me repeat myself so I said it again louder. I could hear her heavy breathing behind the door. She didn't say anything for what seemed like an eternity, but when she did she said that unless I was going to go in there and eat her pussy that I should leave her the hell alone. I told her I'd love to.

I figured she was just talking out of her ever so perfect ass. Then I heard the click of the door's latch. I slowly pushed the door open to quite the erotic sight. She was in a handicap stall and she had each leg up on a metal beam; which made her legs very spread open and her clit very exposed. I couldn't help myself! I just fell to my knees and began licking. There was no kissing the stomach or the legs, I just clamped my mouth right on her pussy and gave it my all..

She hadn't taken a shower yet. I assume she was going to after she masturbated; the taste of salty sweat was all over her tight box. I sloppily sucked at her clit, stuck my tongue down her hole, and left globs of saliva all over her pussy. It was like I had gone without food for weeks and was now presented with a steak dinner; I just couldn't eat it fast enough.

The combination of how wet she was and the trail of saliva that I left all over her pussy allowed me to stick two fingers right in without the slightest bit of resistance. She gasped loudly and began cooing at me to eat her ass. I happily granted her desire. I tongued her puckered asshole as I continued fingering her pussy. She moaned loudly the whole time. I worked my tongue on her asshole until it opened up for me. Then I started sliding my tongue in and out of it. Using some quick strokes, I played her pussy with two fingers then slid my thumb it into her clenching asshole. With two fingers in her pussy and my thumb in her butt she was coming in no time.

I pulled my fingers out of her when she was done and I grabbed one of her perfectly shaped tits and shoved it in my eager mouth. She told me that she had something in her bag outside and that I should go get it. Judging by the smile on her face, I figured I should. It took me a few minutes to find the bag, but soon as I opened it I knew what she wanted me to get. I returned to the stall, and she was still in the same position I'd found her, only now her pussy was a sticky mess. She saw the cock that hung from my crotch and smiled. She begged me to ram it in her.

She stayed in the same position and I leaned over her and slid my fake dick inside her. Our tits pressed together and she wrapped her arms around me as I worked my hips into her. My latex cock ploughed into her wet twat over and over. She was moaning into my mouth as we necked. Before I knew it she was reaching her second orgasm. I didn't stop there though. I didn't stop until she had cum a third time and was barely able to speak coherently. I got up, thanked her for the experience, removed the strap-on, and went to get changed.