Fucking With Jill

That tall large breasted blonde, Jill, was still talking to that guy, one hand on her machine. You studied the full curve of her ass filling out her yoga pants as well as the bare skin of her toned lower back. You were still rock hard, plenty aroused, and after your absurd fun with Jaimie your confidence and your general chutzpah were revived and even boosted higher.

You walked over, listening them chat. Apparently, they were work buddies at some law firm.

"... and I had to come in on the weekend to complete my filings. We're supposed to get fifty done a week to catch up. Ooh!" She jerked slightly as you reached around her sides and cupped her boobs.

You revised her size up, there was some real substantial mass packed into her top. These suckers were heavy!

Her guy friend's eyes dropped to watch your hands lifting and squeezing her breasts, "That sucks. Let me guess Matt didn't come in or finish his quota. Man, when is Linda going to start writing him up for that shit. He's gonna keep taking advantage..."

Jill pressed her butt back against you, driving your erection up to slide along the bare skin of her back as she reached back and laid a hand on your thigh, "Oh hey. You planning on actually using me this time, big guy?"

By her somewhat flirty tone there at the end, she was clearly referencing your penis. It was interesting how people were reacting to this, referencing their bodies like they were simple utilitarian excercise machines for your use and yet still maintaining their sexual desires about it. Jaimie had clearly hinted she was very open to you using your dick for the next exercise and now Jill seemed to be dropping similar hints.

"Probably. But first I want to give these..." you hesitated briefly, suddenly feeling the urge to be crude about it, "...fat tits of yours a good work out."

She laughed, "You sound like my husband!" Her friend joined her, chuckling, "Okay. Go for it. My back is already thanking your hands for taking some of the weight off!"

The same dark thoughts you'd had involving Paul and Priya percolated up, now supercharged by your arousal. You found yourself really taken with the thought that Jill was married and that her husband was no obstacle in her mind to your fun. Even her male friend's presence was tickling that inclination as he stood their passively while you felt up Jill. With a body as hot as hers you had no doubt he lusted after her.

"Cool. You guys keep chatting then while I... do this!" You grabbed the bottom of her sport top and pulled it up, her massive jugs stretched upward with the movement and you could see the expansive pale white curves of their lower slopes appear gradually in the mirror covered wall on the other side of the room.

When she reached a certain magical point she definitely delivered a titty drop. One of honestly epic proportions. Gallon sized titties bounced a couple of times before they settled low, covering her flat fit stomach to the belly button, a svelt expanse of toned abs that had been exposed by her top a second ago. They had a somewhat long teardrop shape, their mass making her saucer sized nipples point out to her sides slightly.

"Holy shit." "Wow" you and her work buddy said simaltaneously.

Jill laughed sending her giant boobs quaking like jello, "Glad you guys like'em. Try not to stare too hard, Max. What would Crista say?"

He tore his eyes away from your hands massaging and rolling her hefty milkers, "Yea, yea, I don't think you can blame me..."

She wiggled her hips, pressing the base of your cock into the crack of her ass, "Nah, I don't mind, really. Hey, you did interviews last week, right? How'd they go? Anyone good for once?"

The two of them went right back to chatting even as you spent the next minute or so batting her breasts around, squeezing them, and tugging at her nipples. No one complained or minded. In fact the ones being rude were probably Jill and Max as they hovered close enough to the leg machine that no one could easily use it. You actually saw one cute black girl giving them the side-eye about it before she noticed you looking and gave you a smile. The smile became a toothy grin after her gaze dropped down and she sized you up.

Eventually, you slid around Jill, sawing your cock up her side and into her massive boob. You reached down and took possession of her groin, rubbing her mound through her yoga pants, "Forgive me guys. Just going to get a little wrist workout in with this... hot little box the gym's provided."

"Uh.. heh, not at all." remarked Max while Jill took hold of your arm with both of her hands, leaning into you with those heavy breasts for support as you gripped her crotch solidly. She gasped, her breatch hitching and her eyes getting a but unfocused with every rub of your fingers.

Their conversation continued but Jill quickly became less involved, letting Max talk as she just gave him distracted, 'yea's and 'uh-huh's while she started to straddle your fondling hand, your arm hugged by her breasts as she slowly stroked your upper arm with one hand. Her eyes were lidded as she let out heavy breaths and light little 'mmm's of pleasure, one of her hands pressing at your wrist, grinding herself upon your palm against her hot and steadily dampening crotch.

You leaned in close to her ear and told her, "Now suck my cock like your life depended on it." The heady rush of your apparent total power making you feel particularly cocky.

Jill's eyes went wide before her face broke out into a huge smile. Ignoring Max in middle of a long-winded story, she excitedly said, "Oh I'm on it!"

Then she was on her knees, grasping your cock with both hands, twisting them as she sucked on the end, her head bobbing rapidly. She hummed loudly as she worked like it was the best thing she'd ever tasted. She looked up at you as she plunged her head forward, slurping noises escaping her lips, quickly changing to rowdy gagging as she prodded your head against the back of her throat. She **** it down her throat and held it there, holding her breath as her head finallly stilled. She remained like that with your cock wedged down her esophagus before she exploded off of it, gasping for breath as she pumped it's spit-slickened length with her hands, soon adding her flickering tongue to the head.

Then she repeated the process. Three, four, five times, apparently trying to do it as fast as possible. The effect was an incredible blowjob like nothing you'd ever experienced.

You looked at Max, sort of surprised he was still hanging around just patiently watching. Didn't he have a workout to get to himself? Seriously, if these two were co-workers, you'd think they saw each other often enough not waste valuable gym time just chatting.

Jill came off another deep plunge on your cock, gasping, her face red with strands of saliva hanging from her lips. Max commented mildly, "Good job. Thank you got another rep in you?"

Jill looked up at him, laughing as she kept jerking your prick, "Yes! You heard him! My life depends on it!"

Then she put your cock back in her mouth and proceeded to gag on it loudly.

You groaned and clutched her head. This really felt amazing. You'd never been sucked like this before. Suddenly, you felt irrationally irritated by Max's presence. He really seemed intent on continuing to talk with Jill no matter how long it took.

Noting the cute girl from before standing at a nearby machine doing tricep push-downs, your eyes zeroed in on her pleasantly plump and rounded butt as it swayed everytime she **** the bar down.

You decided that you'd like to see more of that fat ass right now and that Max was going to make it happen, recalling the way Suzanna had just casually depantsed Cynthia yesterday.

With Jill's bobbing head and gagging throat making you feel all-powerful, you told him, "Max. See that girl there?"

"Uh, yea?"

"Go pull down her pants like right now."

He blinked, "Okay."

Max walked over to her and interestingly, he didn't just grab her pants. Instead he leaned into her vision and waved a couple of times to get her attention through her Airpods. She replied to him without expression but when he said something and gestured your way, she took a long look and that big smile returned. She nodded to him and returned to her excercise.

He carefully pulled down her pants, rolling them all the way to her ankles revealing her thick butt and thighs.

You liked her underwear. Tiger-striped and partially wedged into the crack of her ass, leaving the expanse of one black cheek exposed.

His task complete, Max came back over seemingly intent on his vigil over your intense blowjob. Damn. You were starting to think he didn't actually come to the gym to excercise. Unlike Jill who was in extremely good shape, he was pretty soft looking with a bit of a gut. You guess you couldn't blame him, Jill was really hot with those amazing tits and her fit body. But weren't they both married?

Asked the guy currently getting head from said married woman. You smirk to yourself as you watched Jill's lips stretch around your shaft struggling to get another inch down her throat, her eyes tearing up. Proving that old adage about absolute power, you casually tell Max to "Go eat her ass out now. Thanks."

He walked over and started speaking to her as she stood there taking a break between sets, having removed her pants entirely. Once again she smiled your way before nodding like letting a complete stranger tongue your asshole was a reasonable request from a third party. She removed her panties and got back into position at the machine. Then she actually reached back and spread her cheeks for Max. He squatted down and pressed his face in close. Then she released her hold on her thick flesh and resumed her tricep pushdowns. You know, like you do with a middle aged white dude tossing your salad.

You told Jill she could relax and she let go of your cock and sort of collapsed over her lap, panting hard. You idly stroked your still furiously erect cock as she caught her breath. Again no one minded in this rather crowded area as you masturbated openly while ogling various attractive women in tight revealing outfits. You caught a pretty brunette staring at your cock with her mouth open but she was the one that ended up looking embarrassed and quickly looking away when she reallized you'd noticed.

Jill was soon back up again, sighing and redoing her pony-tail as she eyed your penis right in her face, "Whew! That was intense! And this, my friend, is a cock! Wow!"