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Chapter 4 by Knobgoblin Knobgoblin

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Morgan had been dutifully minding her business and making sure the show she put on as she worked on her squats had been well observed before returning once again to her yoga mat.

"Uh, excuse me?" came a stammering voice from over Morgan's shoulder.

"Yes?" Morgan smiled as she took a pull from her water bottle before turning back to look up at the stranger. He wore a name tag but Morgan's seat on the floor prevented her from reading it.

"Hey, um, so I was, uh, wondering if you'd be up for working out together?" He asked shooting his shot.

"Sure." She offered politely, standing and turning to face him. "Roger." Morgan smiled as she read the name on his tag. "How long have you worked here?"

"Oh, ha! Yeah..." Roger laughed and scratched the back of his head. "I just started a week ago."

"Oh well then, you should get a proper welcoming." Morgan smirked as she leaned in close.

"I... ...uh..." Roger smiled nervously back but nodded pretending to he understood.


Moments later Roger and Morgan found themselves in a secluded personal training room, the latter of the two on their knees. Morgan quickly pulled his shorts down to free his cock. She could smell the sweat of his previous sessions as she leaned in close to take that lengthy slab of flesh between her lips, moaning as the extra salty member slid across her tongue. "Ugh... ...oh fuck." Roger gasped as he watched Morgan take him into her fuckable lips.

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"Mmhm..." Morgan moaned an agreement of pleasure as she savored his taste on her writhing tongue.

"Holy shit!" Roger grunted as she took him into her throat.

"Ulck, ulck, uck, gluck-gluck!" Morgan's throat gurgled as Roger's dick slid into her hungry throat. "Fu-h-uck..." Morgan gasped as she pulled herself off his cock, a thick trail of saliva hanging between her lips and Roger's spit-glistening shaft.

"Yes... ...let's..." Roger nodded eagerly.

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Roger followed Morgan over to one of the workout benches, undressing herself as she crawled into position presenting her shapely backside to this latest of her extra-marital lovers. Eager and needing release, Roger moved in behind her, rubbing his swollen purple crown against Morgan's tender folds, smearing his spit-lubed length between those pink shimmering lips until he was able to sink in.

The pair groaned as their bodies came together. Morgan's body thrilled in the pleasure of having another man inside her that wasn't her husband, a fullness he could never give her. Roger's length throbbed as his hips collided with that well-rounded ass, her growing pleasure causing her to moan quite freely.

"Oh fuck yeah! Fuck me!" Morgan moaned as she bucked her hips back against Roger's lurching loins.

"Okay! I'll fuck you!" Roger groaned through clenched teeth.

"Yeah? You'll fuck me?" Morgan laughed softly as she leaned back against Roger. "Fuck me good then. Fuck me hard." Morgan encouraged.

"Shit! I'm gonna nut!" Roger shouted. "Where, ugh, fuck, can I put it?" He grunted.

"Mmff-fuck... ...how about here?" Morgan moaned as she leaned forward, whimpering as Roger's cock left her body. Her quaking legs were glad to be resting, her inner walls still flexed missing that throbbing shaft, but she didn't feel like risking it with this healthy looking specimen of manhood.

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"Mm! Yes!" Morgan moaned as a sudden orgasm rocked her body with the first stream of Roger's goo that landed on her face. "More! Yes!" She whined as Roger's cock painted her upturned face with more of thickened white seed.

"SHIT! YES! FUCK YOU'RE HOT!" Roger shouted as he blew his load in his first facial. "I've never, ugh, done, uuuugh, before..." He shuddered as he stood over her.

"Ha! Mm..." Morgan smiled, licking her lips and pooling his cream into her mouth as her fingers eased her out of her orgasmic haze. "...I'd say it was a success, yes.." Morgan nodded as she fell back onto her butt.

"Holy shit. I don't even know your name." Roger announced.

"Morgan." She offered, as she wiped the rest of her face clean. "Um, does your gym offer a personal trainer deal?"

"Yes and I will make house-calls if you want." Roger readily offered to Morgan's widening grin.

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