Gym Class

“I gotta say, it’s really hard for me to look you in the eyes like this.”

“Hey!”

“What? It’s a compliment!” Gabrielle Barnes exclaimed, and Isabelle Holland rolled her eyes in response, putting her hands over the incredible cleavage being shown by her sky blue bra.

“I’m not standing here ogling you while you’re changing.” Isabelle grumbled, and Gabby laughed.

“You’re right, you’re right. Sorry, girl.” Gabby smiled.

Isabelle gave her friend a wry grin but she nodded. “You think you can keep yourself in check if I take off the bra?”

Gabby put her hands over her eyes, not even hiding the crack in her fingers.

“Stop eye-fucking her, Gabs.” Emily Wilkins laughed, playfully whacking her best friend on the arm.

“Hey!” Gabby protested, turning around and putting her hands on her hips. Isabelle reached around behind her and unhooked her bra, pulling it off to reveal her very sizable tanned breasts. Gabby’s blue eyes did flick over interestedly, but Emily came up behind Gabby and put her hands over her eyes.

“Why thank you, Emily.” Isabelle said cheerfully. “It’s nice to know there’s some solidarity between us volleyball girls.”

“Always.” Emily smiled.

Emily and Gabrielle were best friends, and with Isabelle and Emily being so close from their years on the volleyball team together, it naturally brought Isabelle and Gabby into contact, and the pair of them were pretty good friends. A long-running joke between them was that Gabby was always drooling over Izzy and her big tits. Gabby was indeed bisexual and very much into girls, but she wasn’t half this horny towards them usually. This was a special brand of mostly joking interest. Isabelle was pretty sure Gabby did actually find her hot, but the over-exaggerated joking didn’t bother her.

Isabelle put on her black sports bra, tugging on it a bit to get the girls sitting comfortably, then she nodded at Emily, who chuckled and released Gabby’s eyes. A pink tank top soon obscured the sports bra, and Isabelle shimmied into some black gym shorts that were very clingy to her curvy ass. They weren’t quite as short as Gabby’s own shorts, though, which were mostly black except for a big red heart on the left cheek. Gabby had a very similar tattoo and when she’d seen the shorts she’d been too amused not to get them.

On Gabby’s top half was a dark blue crop top that showed off the tattoos on her collarbone and arm, along with some pale cleavage and belly. Her dark hair was tied back into a bun, which was very unusual for Gabby anywhere outside of gym class.

The girls of the class were all changing into proper exercise attire at the moment, and Isabelle picked up the clothes she’d worn to school today and put them into her locker, closing the door.

Emily wore a white tank top, which covered more skin than either Izzy or Gabby’s, and her shorts were fairly modest, too, though Emily had an ass she just couldn’t hide. The Latina in her held strong, Isabelle thought amusedly. And speaking of Latinas and their big asses, Anastasia Prescott was also changing nearby, and Izzy had to respect the cheer captain’s boldness.

Ana wore a black crop top that only just barely went down past her perky medium sized breasts, and on her lower half was a navy blue… there really was no other word for it than thong. It wasn’t underwear, clearly, but it nestled right into the valley of that ass, showing off both ample bronze cheeks without obstruction.

Gabby gave a wolf whistle, and Ana grinned over her shoulder, giving her own ass a smack. “Gotta show off the goods.” she chuckled, and Gabby laughed too.

“I’d show off my butt too if it looked like that.” Gabby shrugged.

“Skylar and her little growth spurt may have bumped her up the ranking in boobs, but she’s gotta remember who’s the ass queen on the cheer team.” Anastasia smirked.

“Brooklyn, surely, right?” Isabelle lifted an eyebrow.

“There’s no way Robinson has ever taken it up the ass.” Ana shook her head, and Emily choked in surprise.

“I thought you just meant size when you said ass queen, you meant queen in…” Emily trailed off.

“Anal, yup.” Anastasia replied cheerfully, entirely unabashed.

A noise of a whistle interrupted this fascinating, wildly sexual discussion, and the four girls, plus the other occupants of the locker room, all headed out to the gym. Isabelle’s eyes almost subconsciously found their target, and she smiled warmly at her cousin. Jace grinned back at her, and she saw with a flush that his eyes flicked down her body before going back up to her face. It wasn’t really anything more than a glance, could have been something as innocuous as just seeing what color her shorts were, or something.

Isabelle’s eyes on Jace’s strong arms was just curiosity too, seeing what color shirt he was wearing. Abruptly, she realized Jace wasn’t looking at her anymore, and followed his gaze over to Ana, who was bent down tying her shoes. Or that’s what Isabelle thought anyway, when she actually looked at Ana’s hands, the cheer captain wasn’t tying anything, she was just bent over pretending. Bent over in just the right spot that Jace couldn’t help but stare.

Emotion burned in Isabelle’s chest, but before she could even identify it, she was interrupted.

“Alright, class, today we’re gonna start off with some partner warm-ups. Everybody, go ahead and pair up.” Coach Barker announced, clapping his hands together.

Isabelle started towards Jace, but Anastasia beat her there easily, and Jace grinned at the sexy Latina, and it was distinctly obvious they were paired up. Usually for partner activities, Jace and Isabelle did them together, but with Audrey King, Ana’s best friend, not here in this class today, the balance of everything was a little thrown off.

Isabelle started turning, looking to see who she could partner up with, and her eyes landed on a guy she barely knew, but she knew that Dana and Skylar were both friends with him. Isabelle walked over to James Winchester, giving him a warm smile.

“Hi, do you have a partner yet?” Isabelle asked.

“Uh… no. No, my partner is usually just whoever’s left for the day.” James admitted weakly.

“Oh, that sucks. You don’t have a usual partner in this class?” Isabelle frowned.

“Nope.” James shook his head.

“Well, you’ve got me for today.” Isabelle said firmly, and James offered a half-smile. Well, better than nothing. She noticed the boy’s eyes flick towards her body, but he very quickly averted his gaze instead of staring, so she wasn’t bothered by it. James was kind of cute, she supposed, with black hair and green eyes, and he was tall too, though skinny. She could see why Skylar liked teasing him.

Coach Barker walked the group through what stretches they’d be doing, and Isabelle nodded, quickly getting down into a good downward dog before she started the exercises that they’d been told to do. Isabelle arched her back, getting that good stretch in, before jumping up to her feet.

“Alright, here, I’ll go first.” Isabelle said, and James nodded. Isabelle laid down on her back, and when James hesitantly knelt down beside her, she gave him what she hoped was a comforting smile. She lifted her right leg, and as he’d been instructed to do, James put one hand on the back of her foot, the other on her thigh, feeling the soft bare skin beneath his fingers.

“Mm, that’s a good one.” Isabelle groaned as James gently applied pressure, helping Izzy stretch her leg back more. James didn’t quite know where to look, it seemed, and Isabelle thought it was adorable. They swapped shortly after, and Isabelle did the same for James, who looked nervous when her hand touched his thigh.

For the next stretch, Isabelle was on her stomach, James straddling one of her legs while helping lift her right leg. The trick was that Izzy’s hips were meant to stay firmly on the ground, so James had to put his hand on her ass to keep her pressed down, but he kept trying to put his hand higher up on her lower back instead, and Isabelle was not having it.

“James, grab my ass. I need you to help me stretch properly.” Isabelle said gently. “I really don’t mind.”

James looked very hesitant, but at Izzy’s continued encouragement, including wiggling her ass at him rather pointedly, he put his hand on Isabelle’s ass, pressing her hips down while helping her stretch out her legs.

“There we go!” Isabelle cooed approvingly, feeling the stretch in her legs and glutes as she pressed her ass back against James’ hand.

They switched for that one, too, but James was not the same level of flexible as Izzy was, and he struggled a bit with it.

“Alright, last one.” Isabelle said, leaning back. James nodded and got up.

Isabelle lifted her arms above her head, putting her hands behind her head. James lifted his arms, hooking them through hers, and helping her stretch them back. As he did so, Isabelle felt something hard brush against her curvy ass, and a second after that, James hastily tried to back up, only to trip and fall, his arms still hooked with Izzy’s. She fell back hard into his lap, thankfully landing on his thighs and not his, well, cock, though she could feel him pressed to her bottom.

“I’m so sorry!” James exclaimed, trying to extricate himself, but Isabelle shook her head.

“No worries. Just help me finish the stretch and we’ll get up for yours.” Isabelle said. James murmured some kind of assent, and the pair of them stretched out Izzy’s arms, then Isabelle stood up, feeling his eyes on her ass in their shorts.

She turned around and offered him a hand up, which he took. The pair switched and now it was Izzy’s turn to help James stretch, but the quiet boy was significantly taller than her. Isabelle raised up on her toes to help him stretch, her body pressing to his back to help support her. James’ body was tense as hell in her hands, which made her frown, but she did understand. He was a nervous guy who still didn’t have any really close friends, and he definitely didn’t have experience with sexy girls in skimpy exercise clothes. Her breasts rubbing lightly against his back couldn’t be helping matters either.

“And done!” Isabelle smiled, stepping back and dropping down from her toes. James looked sheepish as he turned around, but she just tried to give him a reassuring smile.

———

Jace Holland’s mouth was damn near watering watching Anastasia Prescott move in that insane thong she was wearing. She wasn’t doing anything too crazy, just going through the stretches that Coach had given them, but she was looking as sexy as humanly possible while doing them. He was extremely grateful to whatever had kept Audrey King from attending class today, as Ana’s best friend not being here meant he got to behold this divinity. Jace wouldn’t really count himself as an ass man, but girls like Ana and Brooklyn really made him re-think his stance on that.

Just a shame Brooklyn had a different gym period. Then again, Ana and Brooklyn together in skimpy gym clothes might be too much for anyone to handle.

Anastasia finished up her personal stretches, then cheerfully got down on all fours, in a perfect doggy style. Jace drank in that view for a moment before he thought to mention to Ana that it was supposed to be downward dog, not doggy style.

“Oops.” Ana said unabashedly with a very deliberate shimmy of that insane Latina ass. “My bad.”

Jace cleared his throat as Ana arched her back, stretching her arms out, ass sticking up in the air. Jace put his hands on her like the partner stretch was supposed to be, and when Ana lifted her leg he helped her stretch it out, but his hand didn’t exactly stay on her hip like it was supposed to. Jace had a bit of a wandering hand, but it really wasn’t his fault, he couldn’t resist giving her shining coppery ass a playful squeeze, and when she threw him a sultry look over her shoulder, he could tell very easily that she didn’t mind it one bit.

Ana switched what leg she was stretching out, and this time Jace didn’t bother with her hip, he put his hand firmly on her ass, squeezing it as his other hand was on her foot, helping her stretch. A supremely satisfied smile was spread across Ana’s sexy face, and it really only spurred Jace on.

"You're much more handsy than my usual partner.” she giggled as Jace's hand continued to explore her amazing rear. "Is this some kind of secret technique you football players use on each other?"

"Nah, none of them have perfect asses like yours." Jace teased back, shamelessly spanking her in the middle of class. Anastasia's eyes blazed back at him, searing in their desire.

Coach Barker glanced over at the sound of the unmistakable smack, and Jace somewhat guiltily made eye contact with him, but his coach just looked at Ana, chuckled, and walked over to another group, shaking his head. Coach Barker was a cool dude sometimes, and Jace appreciated that.

Jace and Anastasia swapped for the first stretch, and ran through it without much issue. He half thought she’d get him back for smacking her ass, he had a feeling Skylar would have, but she didn’t. Maybe she really did enjoy being smacked on the ass. Wouldn’t be impossible, with how much she flaunted it. No, not just flaunted it, practically shook it in guys’ faces. Or at least, practically shook it in Jace’s face. He wasn’t sure how many other guys she’d so clearly shown off to.

The second exercise involved Ana laying flat on her stomach, while Jace’s job was to keep her hips flush against the ground as Ana stretched out her legs. He was partly straddling her left leg, pushing her hips down with one hand resting casually on her ample bottom, the other on her thigh, helping her stretch out her right leg. He maintained pressure on her hips, but didn’t miss the opportunity to rub his hand around a bit, exploring the swells of her ass. She glanced over her shoulder, giving him a knowing smirk, and suddenly her hips started coming off the floor more, so Jace applied some more pressure to keep her pinned down, doing so by squeezing a big handful of her ass to keep her pushed firmly onto the floor. You know, for the exercise.

As Ana kept struggling to lift up her hips, wiggling her ass at him the whole time, Jace smirked and gave her famous ass another smack. She yelped, shooting him a sultry look before she finally stopped trying to lift her hips.

“Time to switch legs?” Jace asked innocently.

“Yes, please.” Ana said with a smile.

The third exercise had Ana plopping down right in Jace’s lap after looking over and seeing Isabelle in James’ lap. It was just for the exercise, surely, but as Jace looked over at his sexy, curvaceous cousin, he felt a deep jealousy at seeing the shy, introverted new kid having Isabelle in his lap.

Jace was quickly distracted from that though, as in his lap, Ana was making no effort to keep away from particularly appendages that may or may not be stiffer than usual. In fact, Ana seemed to take great pleasure in tormenting said appendage. Jace was fighting a groan as he helped Ana stretch her arms behind her head, as all the while she was wiggling in his lap in such a way that it couldn’t really be described as grinding, but was about as close to that as it came without actually being grinding.

Despite how torturous it was having to sit and endure that, it felt fantastic having her ass rubbing all over him in his lap, and he had no desire to let her go any time soon. Fortunately, she seemed in no big hurry to move either. Her ass, barely covered in the thong-like exercise apparel she wore, was sliding up and down his hard cock, wrapping his bulge up nicely between her plump cheeks.

“Jesus, Ana…” Jace grunted.

“What’s the matter?” she asked innocently, looking over her shoulder at him, her gorgeous dark green eyes sparkling mischievously.

“Alright, class! We’re gonna move into today’s activity…” Coach clapped his hands together.

———

Jace stepped into the shower and turned on the water, making it warm, not quite hot. He rolled his neck beneath the water, enjoying the way it felt. The shower door opened, and in slipped Anastasia Prescott, who was not the girl he expected.

His eyes feasted on her naked body, drinking in her gorgeous olive skin, her perky medium sized breasts, the way her narrow waist flared out into impressively wide hips, the thickness of her thighs…

“See something you like?” Ana smirked, putting her hands on her hips as she bumped the shower door closed with her ass.

“Very much so.” Jace groaned, feeling his cock stiffening rapidly as he took in the naked cheer captain. Ana’s pretty eyes slid downwards, and she licked her lips eagerly.

“My, my. You do like what you see.” Ana teased, drawing closer to him.

Usually, it was Izzy that Jace showered with in this gym class. Showering with Isabelle was also rather erection-inducing, but she wasn’t half as sultry as Ana was being right now. He was impossibly grateful to Audrey for not coming to class today. He might need to buy her a gift or something.

Ana slipped her arms around Jace’s neck, and the horny teens’ mouths crashed together fiercely, while Jace’s cock rubbed up against Ana’s stomach, his tip brushing along her navel. She felt heavenly in his hands, one of his hands gripping her thick hip, his other cupping her cheek. Her hair tickled his fingers, and her body was warm against his.

Her body was firm and fit, her movements eager. Her own hands grasped at him needily, pulling him ever closer to her. His hand on her hip slid around behind her, and she moaned into his mouth as he grabbed a big handful of her fat ass, squeezing the tanned skin hard between his fingers.

“I know you’ve been drooling over Skylar’s tits…” Ana panted. “But don’t worry, I’ll make an ass man out of you yet.”

Jace chuckled, and dropped his hand off her cheek to squeeze, well, her other kind of cheek. Ana wriggled in his grip as both his hands mauled her ass, that stimulation feeling very nice on his cock. It was caught between their stomachs right now, throbbing against Ana.

Her hand slipped down to the source of the throbbing, and Jace grunted in pleasure as her fingers teased the glans of his cock, her thumb brushing across the opening.

She backed up some, and he instantly missed the feeling of her body up against him, but when she got down on her knees, Jace decided this might be better. The warm water streaming down their bodies was no deterrent to Ana as the insanely sexy cheer captain wrapped her lips around his cock. He twitched violently in her mouth, and she hummed happily, her tongue playing with the underside of him as her head started bobbing on his cock.

His fingers gripped Ana’s wet brown hair, groaning as she sucked hungrily on his cock, sliding her head up and down the first half of his cock. Seemed like she was slowly working her way up to taking the whole thing, and as he groaned, he wished her luck. Her tongue was magic all around his cock as she did her thing, and the way her plump lips squeezed him felt amazing.

“Fuck, Ana… we should have done this so long ago.” Jace groaned. Ana made noises that sounded like a reply, but they were very muffled by his cock in her mouth.

Her dark green eyes stared up at him as she gave him an amazing blowjob, and the whole sight of her was breathtaking. Cheeks hollowed out by her eager sucking of his dick, her wet hair streaming down her shoulders, water dripping off her hard, prominently protruding nipples down onto her flat, toned stomach. He saw one of her hands disappear between her thighs as she continued blowing him, and figured she was enjoying herself too. Her other hand came up to caress his balls, as her head moved even further down his cock, more and more of him disappearing into her talented mouth.

Jace was feeling a building of pressure, a not-so-slowly growing need to explode. Ana looked too damn sexy and was doing too damn good a job.

“Ana…. Fuck, I’m almost there.” Jace groaned. Her eyes glittered eagerly, and it was like she’d kicked it into overdrive. Gone was the slow, languishing blowjob, now she was in a frenzy, bobbing on his cock fiercely. She made several rather arousing gagging noises on his cock, but none of them deterred her, she was clearly determined to deep-throat him. Her hand on his balls moved to his thigh to support her, and Jace grabbed her hair, pushing forward with his hips.

His hips bucking was almost out of his control, but Ana sure didn’t seem to mind. She seemed to welcome the help as finally, just about all of his cock slid between her loving lips.

“Ana!” Jace grunted as his orgasm arrived, his cock spurting out ropes of cum into her throat, which she took happily, eyes gazing up at him the entire time. When Jace finally finished, Ana drew back, licking her lips sensually.

“Mm, you taste good.” she told him with a grin. “I’ll definitely have to taste you again sometime.”

Jace grinned. “I think I’d be alright with that.”

“Oh, and next time, when we’re not in such a rush… we’re gonna do a hell of a lot more than just that.” Ana smirked.