Enter the Gym

The door swings open revealing a small gym, equipped with an old treadmill, a stationary bike, some free weights, and a punching bag hanging from the ceiling. In one corner, there’s a large container filled with various types of exercise equipment. And over in the other corner the unmistakable blinking of network equipment. You found the faulty equipment. You plug into it and kick off the update script. You have a few minutes to wait while it runs so you take a look around the room.

As you do, your eyes catch something sticking out from the top of a gym bag near the door. As you walk over to investigate, your heartbeat quickens in anticipation. It’s a pair of grey cotton panties! Your hand trembles slightly as you reach down and carefully grab hold of the delicate material. The smooth fabric caresses your fingertips, sending shivers of desire coursing through your body. You can feel your cock pulsing in need inside your pants, begging to be freed.

With a deep breath, you reach down and unzip your pants, freeing your throbbing member from its confines. Your hand trembles as you slowly slide the wet head of your cock into the cool, soft folds of the panties. The feeling is almost too much to bear; they smell like whoever the owner is, they have been pressed against her body, and now they were wrapped tightly around your aching cock.

You begin to stroke yourself feverishly, lost in a haze of lust and desire. You groan low in your throat as hot, sticky precum oozes out from the tip of your cock, staining the fabric. Your hips start moving rhythmically in time with your strokes, grinding against the unforgiving floor as you lose control completely to the primal need driving you forward.

A soft, sultry giggle echoes through the empty gym, cutting through your haze of lust-fueled euphoria like a sharp knife through butter. You freeze, cock still buried in the panties, heart hammering wildly against your ribcage.

Turning slowly, you find yourself staring into the amused eyes of two women: one skinny blonde, early 20s, with perky breasts just barely contained by her tight tank top and a pair of yoga shorts that hug her toned thighs. And a slightly older black woman is on the chubby side but incredibly cute, sporting a plush hourglass figure that spills out from her stretched-too-tight T-shirt and tight yoga pants that hug her thick thighs and accentuate her jiggly figure.

“Well, well, what do we have here? You naughty thing, you...” the blonde woman asks playfully, her Southern drawl thick as molasses on a cool summer morning. “Are you seeing this Denise?” she asks her friend.

The black girl, Denise, giggles even louder, her belly jiggling as she crosses her arms over her voluptuous chest.

“I-I-I...” you stutter out incoherently, your brain completely fried by lust and fear.

“See, Ava, I told you not to leave your bag in here,” Denise says with a coy smile. She winks at you seductively, her dark brown eyes practically glowing with desire. “Now, give those back,” she reachs out towards you.

“No!” You yell in panic, taking a step back. “Don’t! Please, don’t...” Your voice cracks as you desperately try and maintain some semblance of control over the situation.

Ava narrows her eyes at your outburst, but Denise just giggles again, seemingly unphased by your reaction. “Now, now,” she says teasingly, slowly walking towards you with a predatory smile on her face. “We just want our things back.”

“It’s just...I’m afraid if you touch it...I mean if anything…uggg” you feel your face turning red but your cock throbbing even harder as you try to explain, with the best tack that you are about to cum.

Ava stops for a moment, her eyes widening in surprise before she bursts out into laughter. “Oh honey,” she says between fits of giggles, “I can’t wait to tell Miss Jane about this.”

Denise, however, just grins wider and licks her lips slowly, making no effort to hide the hunger burning hot in those dark eyes of hers.

“Well, I don’t care what you think might happen,” Denise says huskily. “My friend wants her panties back.” She takes a slow deliberate step closer, her ample breasts bouncing enticingly with every sensual move she makes. You hold your breath as she reaches out a plump, cocoa-colored hand towards you.

You must think fast, move out of the way again, or let her grab the panties?