Erotic Stories: Camila's Late-Night Workout
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The Last Reps
You step forward, hands reaching for the bar, your fingers brushing hers. 'Only if you let me return the favor,' you reply, your grip firm on the iron. Camila's breath hitches, her hips swaying slightly, 'I'm counting on it,' she whispers, her gaze locking onto yours. The weights clank down, and you pull her close, her chest heaving, her nipples hard beneath her tank. 'Let's find a bench,' she murmurs, leading you to the quiet corner of the gym, where the lights dim and the air grows thick with anticipation.
Benches and Bares
Your mouth finds her neck, kissing and nipping, your hands sliding up her ribs. She shivers, her breath hot against your ear, 'Harder,' she demands, her legs wrapping around your waist, her heels digging into your ass. You lift her as you surge up, her core grinding against you. 'God, yes,' she cries, her fingers tangling in your hair, her lips seeking yours. The kiss is a clash of tongues and teeth, your hands roaming her sides, her tits crushed against your chest, her nipples pebbled and begging for attention.
Weight and Want
She moans, pushing back into your touch, her breath coming in short, sharp gasps. 'Fuck, you feel good,' she whimpers, as you circle her clit, your other hand gripping her hip. 'You're so fucking wet,' you growl, your cock throbbing, 'I can't wait to shove this deep inside you.' She nods, her body trembling, 'Please, need you, now,' she begs, her nails digging into the bench. You strip, your cock springing free, hard and hungry, and you line up, the tip pressing against her swollen cunt. 'Fuck, yes,' she cries, as you plunge in, her pussy clamping down on you, hot and tight and perfect.
Pumping Iron
She reaches back, her hand gripping your neck, pulling you down, your chest against her back, your lips on her shoulder. 'Bite me,' she orders, her voice a growl, 'mark me as yours.' You oblige, your teeth sinking into her skin, your hand slipping around, your fingers finding her clit. She shrieks, her pussy convulsing, 'I'm coming,' she screams, her body convulsing, her juices flooding around your cock. You keep going, your hips a machine, your balls drawing up, your course set, until with a roar, you come, your cock pulsing, your come filling her, her name a prayer on your lips.
Aftermath
You collapse onto the bench, Camila sprawled on top of you, her hair a messy halo, her cheeks flushed, her smile sated. 'That was...' she starts, her breath still coming in pants, 'unexpected and fucking amazing.' You chuckle, your fingers tracing lazy patterns on her back, 'You can say that again.' She lifts her head, her dark eyes meeting yours, 'So, when can I expect you for my next workout?' she asks, her grin wicked. You pull her down, your kiss soft and sweet, 'Every damn day, Camila, every damn day.'
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