A woman working out spots something she wants

Penelope thought there was no better way to enjoy the beach than to go for a good run. The added difficulty of the warm sand under her bare feet made the accomplishment that much more rewarding. Plus, getting to see so many hot men scattered around didn't hurt. This beach was her favorite for just that reason: popular, plenty of space, adult only, and with a very small clause that indirectly indicated that clothing was optional and public sex was technically allowed. It wasn't something she had ever taken advantage of, but with all of the gorgeous hunky men around today, she might have to change that.

Before she could consider that though, she needed to clear the sweat from her tight, fit body. Penelope had no shame in form, having worked hard to get it. Her arms were toned, light muscles visible on them. The same applied to her abdomen, her muscles there slightly defined thanks to thousands of crunches. Her legs were strong, and her ass was tight. Her only possible shortcoming was her breasts, average B's, but she didn't see them that way, rather considering them to be the perfect augmentation to her body. Plus, the way the compressed orbs filled out her sports bra never ceased to draw an appreciative eye. Combined with her pretty features framed by light blonde hair, she was beautiful and she knew it.

Slowing her gait, Penelope wandered over to one of the public pools that stood a ways away from the beachfront. She always preferred the artificial construction to the lake proper, considering the water to be cleaner and less full of contaminants. Without any hesitation, she dropped to her knees and splashed some of the water onto her face, washing her sweat away.

She enjoyed the water, surprisingly warm on her skin, for a minute before an odd sound reached her ears. Or rather, not odd, but out of place. Penelope looked around, her eyes almost instantly finding the source of the sound.

There, a little ways to her left, was a man with a woman writhing on top of him. He was openly and lustfully grinning as the woman on top of him mewled and whimpered, her hips grinding rhythmically against him and his doubtlessly straining erection. His hand gently held her hips, allowing her to continue her libidinous writhing while he enjoyed their wide swell. And for good reason, the woman was gorgeous, busty, erotic, and apparently completely submissive to him.

'To each their own, but I wouldn't be caught dead like that. She's not even thinking of herself, just a walking masturbation aid. Pretty hot, but not much good for getting herself off. Unless she's really that much of a sub,' Penelope thought, watching the couple as the girl turned around and allowed the man's large cock inside her. The woman immediately fell against the man's chest, convulsing and twitching.

'I want that,' Penelope thought, surprising herself. 'Only if it was me, the man would be the one collapsing with pleasure.' She was suddenly aware of the heat in her body, the abruptly rampant need she felt to find someone to fuck. She didn't even doubt herself as she looked around, quickly spotting a young man with ash white hair and abstract tattoos who was watching the fucking couple as well. He looked the type to either be a standoffish loner type or a closet geek. Penelope smiled hungrily, the virus in the water infecting her mind and telling her he was just what she needed.

Not wasting any more time, Penelope strode over to the young man, settling her hips into a comfortable and sexy sway that highlighted the rippling musculature of her abdomen. The man's gaze switched to her once he noticed her approach, his squinting, inquisitive eyes widening once he realized her intent. He seemed to speak up to say something, but Penelope had already reached him. Putting her condensed strength to full use, she pushed him back against a wall and held her finger to his lips.

"Shhhh..." she said gently, her other hand tracing his torso as it wound down towards his pants. "I know you want to fuck me, but you don't get to. Instead, I'm going to fuck you."

"What's the difference?" the young man asked, only to gasp in surprised and slight pain.

"I told you to be QUIET," Penelope said harshly, locking the man's prick in a tight grip, the source of his sudden discomfort. She finished pulling his shorts down, letting them rest at mid thigh to keep his cock available but also him largely immobile. "Now, no touching while I fuck you. And no cumming until I say so. Got it?" He nodded, and Penelope smiled while pulling her tight workout pants down. "You learn quick, just how I like them. Now hold still." Only freeing as much of her body as needed, the fitness enthusiast turned around and backed up into him.

Her face screwed up with pleasure as the head of his dick breached her labia. It felt better than it ever had before, and every inch that slipped into her fought against her self control. Still, pulling out was unthinkable and Penelope continued to take ever more of the young man's cock.

"Oh, yessss..." the blonde hissed as she finally felt her ass hit the man's groin. She wanted to stay there a moment, relish in the dull pleasure of being filled, but her body was already in motion, raising her up just so she could be filled again. Her skin tingled with electric sensations, the ever increasing rush of bliss steadily sapping away at her self control. She held on as well as she could, looking back at the man she was slowly riding.

The ash-haired man's face was screwed up in a mask of pleasure as he visibly struggled to hold himself back. Penelope purposefully tightened her pussy's grip on his dick, taking viscous pleasure in the way his face further contorted. She found it adorable that he was resisting his clear need to cum just because she had told him to.

"I'm surprised you haven't cum. What's wrong, am I not good enough?" she asked, clenching on him again. His face twisted even more, to the point that it looked like he was in pain.

"Can't...hurts....please....." he whined, arms reaching for her but halting with spastic twitches before he could touch her skin.

"Well, I guess you really can't cum until I say so. I'm liking you more by the second. Now you just hold still and let me do all the work." Penelope started moving again, now aware that her prey couldn't help but obey her every order. Seeing the standoffish man so lost in uncontrollable pleasure without any way to relieve it was the greatest high she could ask for and one she was quickly riding to her climax.

"Oh, oh, oooooohhh..." the young woman groaned as her peak hit, her toned muscles fluttering with every intense pulse that rushed over her. She grabbed at her breasts, still tucked away in her workout bra but tingling pleasurably nonetheless. She could imagine the sight of her quivering ass was **** for the man she was riding, but his continued obedient silence kept her from hearing about it. Knowing and feeling the power she held over him pushed her to ever higher heights, lighting her orgasm anew.

When she finally came down, she gracefully dismounted the man, leaving his face pained and his cock a vibrantly angry mixture of red and purple. She stroked him a few times, eyes fixed on his face, watching his own orbs squeeze shut. She slowly leaned closer to him until her lips were just an inch from his ear.

"Cum all over yourself," she whispered, leaning back to avoid being caught in the explosive result. His aching, needy cock, pushed to the brink of orgasm and beyond, immediately throbbed harder and began pumping out the entire contents of his extremely blue balls. His eyes fluttered as globs of his own semen rained down on his face and chest, arms and legs twitching, fighting against Penelope's order to hold still. His dick never stopped pumping, each spurt it fired made massive by the **** lack of relief.

"Stop," Penelope said, and the man's orgasm immediately ceased, making the tough-looking man whimper quietly. Penelope slowly stripped off her top and pants, leaving her completely naked and showing off her slightly refined form, courtesy of the virus. She climbed back onto the cock-blocked young man, impaling herself on his shaft again, this time facing him. His face was blended with sheer agony, but Penelope had never felt better. She could feel the cum still in his cock, held there by the **** halt in his orgasm, slowly ooze out into her hot cunt, tingling there. Finally settled and ready, she looked him in the eye with her imperial gaze.

"Cum, and this time let me hear iiiiitt!!" Her order blended into her scream, immediately joined by that of the young man. He howled with pent up need, pushed beyond the human need to cum and into something purely animalistic and needy. Cum filled Penelope in even larger volume than had been fired before, instantly making her feel thick and filled.

"FUCK ME! HARD!!" she yowled, lost in her orgasm matching her lover's. The young man didn't hesitate, hands coming up to finally grasp Penelope's toned thighs and firm ass to allow him to pump into her more thoroughly. He pounded her furiously, angry at his **** servitude and at himself for being hungry for more. Their piercing cries sounded across the pool, joining with others similarly caught in the throes of climax.

Penelope slowly regained control of herself, shuddering as the man beneath her continued to pump her full of cum. He didn't seem to have a stopping point anymore, driven there by Penelope's heartless denial of orgasm.

"Stop," she finally said, immediately cutting off the man's climax. His face was less tortured than before, but he clearly still wanted to continue cumming, despite the volume he had expelled already. "I always wanted a fuckboy of my own," Penelope said, leaning over the man, trapped in his **** subservience before her. "I think you'll do nicely."