Fuck Jaimie

"You want me to fuck you, don't you?"

She shot a playful look at your cock, hanging thickly with blood but not fully hard yet, "Oh? You finally figured that out, huh?"

"It's been obvious." you admitted with an over serious nod.

"Then why didn't you use me instead of messing with the Ms. Boobs and Mr. Dad-Bod?" she giggled and hugged you again, pressing her naked body into yours. You could feel her skin on your chest and stomach and it felt good.

You felt your dick get bigger and press into her hip. She noticed, too. "Ohhh! Someone's happy to see me!"

You took her hand and pulled away slightly, "Well, let's see how should we do this?"

"Like this." She took the initiative and pushed you down onto your back upon a flat bench. She squatted over your midsection, her knees on either side of your hips. She reached down and stroked your cock a couple times before grabbing it at the base and lining it up with her hole. She slowly sat down, biting her bottom lip and panting. She slid down gradually, halting half way to adjust to your size. You could feel her vagina relaxing and readjusting to accommodate your cock.

Her pussy was warm and wet, and you could feel everything. As she slid down the rest of the way, you felt her cervix briefly with the head of your cock. You then began to thrust upward into her. She put her hands against your chest for balance and made little noises of pleasure.

The both of you were enjoying the moment, the fact that this was taking place in a brightly lit crowded public space only making it hotter. Both flat benches to either side were occupied with people doing chest presses with heavy barbells.

Jaimie was leaning forward and arching her back, pushing her chest out as you thrust upward into her. She bit her lower lip to stifle herself. Each of your thighs were slick with her sweat.

"You sure do like my cock." you grunted out in between thrusts.

"I've never felt anything like it before! It feels so good being stretched out by your huge dick!" she moaned.

The tight-bodied little gymnast rode you for another few minutes before you're attention was drawn to those nearby and you found your sick imagination coming up with a way to make the moment even more exciting.

"Hold one moment." you told Jaimie.

You pulled out quickly which caused her to let out a disappointed whine. You stood and turned in time to see one of the large men who had been bench pressing nearby, still with his hands on the barbell and watching you. He was very sweaty and his muscles rippled underneath one very thin and loose tank-top. He had a tribal tattoo on his chest that ran back under his shirt and across his back.

"Hey buddy." you told him feeling particularly bold, "I'm going to need to use you as a fuck-rack."

He got to his feet, his bulk form looming over you, "A fuck-rack?"

"Yeah." you said looking up at him, "It's a person as exercise equipment. Essentially, you're going to pick up this little hottie and help me fuck her."

The large man shrugged, "Yea, alright." He made to move over to Jaimie but you pressed a hand to his chest, "Woah. Hold on. Exercise equipment don't wear clothes."

He didn't need to be told twice, popping his shirt off to reveal his massive muscular torso that had already mostly been on display already. Soon enough he was completely nude, flaccid penis looking particularly small beside his thick muscular thighs.

You led him over to Jaimie and guided him into picking her up and holding her just the way you wanted. He did so without complaint, holding her underneath her knees, with her legs bent and spread forming the shape of an M with her back resting against his ripped abdomen.

Your own position was equally obscene, but you were too focused on what was in front of you to worry about that.

Taking advantage of the situation, you pressed the head of your cock against her opening, slowly feeding it into her as she moaned. You heard her mutter "oh fuck" quietly as she clenched her teeth and dug her fingernails into the man's arms.

"You're so big..." she whispered as you pressed in deeper.
Taking it slow, you enjoyed the feeling of her tight pussy squeezing around your dick. You took your time, relishing every moment and Jaimie did too. The man's face was a stone cold mask but heavy concentration could be seen in his brow. With each new movement, he grunted until finally you were pressing completely against her.

You started slow, but she demanded you pick up the pace so you did as such. Her ass bounced off his pelvis as he stood there firmly planting his feet. You heard grunts coming from him with each thrust but he didn't seem at all fazed by it all.

On impulse you pulled out abruptly and took a step back, the gymnast's nude half-folded form hanging in the man's arms, her battered pussy lips hanging partially open. Your helper appeared to be enjoying himself, his fairly average sized erection pressing up against her butt.

You couldn't help but feel a thrill at the scene, making you cock twitch, the power you had over the people in this place was intoxicating.

You noticed a couple on a nearby flat bench. The girl was a pony-tailed blonde with a short torso above wide hips and a pleasingly fat butt poured into a pair of bright pink leggings. She was doing chest presses as her boyfriend spotted her. He was tall and lanky with dark skin.

"Hey," you called over, drawing their attention. "You two really want to help me out? I guarantee you won't regret it."

The young man looked down at his girlfriend who appeared to be pondering the question.
She eyed your cock, wet and sticky with Jaimie's juices.

"What did you have in mind?" the boyfriend asked, making his own perusal of your body, lingering on your groin.

Gesturing at his girl now sitting on the weight-bench, "I'd like her to become some exercise equipment for a bit, a...." you paused to stroke your cock and come up with something suitably absurd, "-a dick hip flexor machine."

You waited for a response, watching their pupils dilate as they process your words and the images they conjure.

"Sounds...interesting," the boyfriend said as he came around and started helping his girl out of her clothes.

"Why are you stripping her?" you asked. Maybe it was just obvious given the fact that you and the rest of your party were naked, but it still seemed odd to you.

"Exercise equipment don't wear clothes." he parroted back to you like it was the most natural thing in the world as he squatted down beside the blonde peeling down her leggings, the fat pale moons of jiggly ass exposed as her white and pink panties were pried out of her deep crack as well.

You took a moment to admire the exposed bum as it was set wiggling as she hopped up and down in her spot, trying to work her legs free.

"Alright. As a dick hip flexor machine, all you've got to do is bend over, stick that fat ass out, and wait for someone to stick their dick in and start exercising!"

Your words were enough to get the girl to slowly bend over into the position you wanted. She wiggled that big white butt of hers as she reached down and grabbed her ankles.

To the boyfriend you asked, "You mind using your mouth to make sure she's nice and lubed, ready for use, pal?"

He shot your sizeable tool a meaningful glance and smirked, nodding, "Sure thing."

As he knelt behind his girlfriend you turned back to Jaimie on the 'fuck-rack'. They had been waiting patiently while watching you, the tight little blonde actually teasing her clit while the muscle-head was holding her in just such away that his rock-heard dick was pressing between her ass cheeks, probably getting plenty of stimulation from the way she was wiggling atop him.

God, this was some fucked-up next level shit you were getting into... you loved it.

You sat down on the end of your original flat-bench and grasped the base of your cock, angling it out threateningly, "Alright, fuck-rack. I want you to wrap that flexible hottie in your arms, basically bend her in half into a tight perfectly fuckable little package and then lower that snug pussy right down on my fat cock."

You'd picked the two right people for this. He was big and muscular. She was small and imminently flexible. With Jamie making most of the decisions the two ably obeyed your insane instructions. While still being held against him she raised her legs until her feet were behind her head, using her own hands to grasp her ankles and hold them crossed while the guy wrapped one arm around her thighs and the other under her shoulders, his hands meeting around her, holding her close to his chest.

He then looked past her to meet your eyes and he was soon moving forward and lowering, eyeing his target: the fat swollen head of your cock bubbling out some pre at how utterly corrupt and exciting this all was. As he got closer you laid back on the bench, spreading your legs wide and sliding your hand up your shaft to steady your prick just beyond the head for his delivery, calling out, "It's all on you now, man. Make me cum with that hot little pussy."

He didn't need to be told twice, lowering her down inch by inch as she cooed and you groaned, the pair of you. She kept sliding down and with a bit of wiggling and lifting her legs up a bit the two of you got your dick and her pussy to meet. As soon as the head popped in she dropped back down and the two of you were both finally joined again in sinful union.

For just a moment, she was held there with the full length of your cock buried deep in the hot sheath that was her wet squeezing pussy. You could feel the weight of his arms touching your inner thighs so you imagined he had to be squatting down there at the end of the bench with her pressed against his chest. Then with a grunt of exertion he moved and Jaimie's pussy was wrenched up until only your tip was inside before she was instantly slammed back down. The sound of her tight buttocks slapping your hips was loud and resonated around the room as the guy quickly found a strong rapid rhythm.

She had turned into an animal, no longer the quiet little gymnast that had passed you on the floor. Her head was thrown back, hair flying everywhere and neck arched as she howled with ecstasy each time their loins met.

You couldn't do anything but lie back and enjoy it all. Turning your head to the left, you saw the boyfriend on his knees still dutifully tonguing the blonde's genitals as he clutched at her fleshy cheeks with both hands to really get his face in there. She had moved into a more relaxed position resting with her arms on the weight bench apparently surmising that it would be a bit before her services were required. Turning your head to the right, you saw the next bench over occupied by a fit girl straddling it and alternately raising and extending her legs, apparently not at all bothered by the lewd sex scene taking place nearby.

When she caught you looking, she pointedly took a glance at your crotch and smiled before going back to her exercises.

Holy shit, what had you done to deserve this unholy bounty?