"Love Handles"

“LOVE HANDLES” by Cupidshot

It gets harder and harder, to stay in shape, as I ease into my early-thirties it takes a certain discipline to maintain lean body mass on my long(6-foot-four) frame. It’s rough sometimes, but the rewards are worth it.

Late one night at my 24/7 private fitness club, I was doing sets of abdominal crunches to work off a very slight holiday paunch, just starting to break a sweat on one of those Pilates set-ups with the incline sliding seat and back hand rail. It was close to one a.m., so the place was all mine, until a little later, when they walked in.

I’d met them before, at a software trade show downtown. They work for a computer firm that rivals mine, but they were great, sweetly flirting with me big-time that night, until I got a little too wasted on wine coolers, and they seemed to lose interest.

These are drop-dead gorgeous hardbodies, twentysomething take-charge girls. The brunette, Nicole, looks a little like Courtney Cox on MTV dancing with Springsteen, only with more taut tits and a higher, tighter ass, in tight denim cut-offs and black fish-net halter. Her friend Stephanie, blue-eyed with blonde hair down to her hips, could give an old man a hard-on from a hundred feet just standing still. She wore silver spandex, with erect half-dollar nipples looking ready to pop right through the material. From the stairclimber section they looked me over, than Stephanie giggled and whispered something in the ear of her partner. They sauntered on over to the Pilates station.

Staring down at me, Nicole’s brown eyes locked on the bulge in my gym shorts, and Stephanie gave me a steamy stare right in my eyes. I tried to compensate for the rush of heat lust stoking my loins, doing the ab crunches harder trying to impress these two unbelievable babes.

“Remember us?,” Stephanie asked, stepping out of the spandex in a quick fluid motion, slipping behind me, her hot breath in my ear. I nodded, swallowing hard and licking dry lips. “I’m gonna spot you from back here,” she announced, tying my wrists tight to the handrail with the spandex slip. She nips at my neck, then flicks the tip of her pink tongue there where she bit, demanding, “Do you understand?”

I can do nothing but nod, as she leans over and shoves her tits in my face, the sweet-and-salty taste of them making me gasp as I suck like a thirsty infant.

Nicole has by now slipped out of the cut offs, but leaves her tennis shoes and halter on as she straddles me. She makes an upside-down peace sign on her pussy, spreading the labia lips, then running them along the underside of my throbbing shaft. The fingers of her other hand flick lightly against my tight balls and tease around the area of the asshole. I gasp in a paroxysm of pleasure/pain as she then sticks her clit into the hot pre cum on the piss slit of the dick tip. “Oooooooh, God, Ooooooooh,” I moan, literally begging like a baby for Nicole to put me inside her. She raises a forefinger to her lips, whispers “Shhhhh.”

Stephanie arches her back, and whips her long blonde mane in back-and-forth slashes across my chest. Then she turns to give me a smoldering look with those blue eyes.

“You wanna get fucked now, don’t you? Nasty boy?” she hisses; “Don’t You!!??”

As I mutely nod my head, she digs strong tanned hands into my abdominals, pinching the thin folds of skin there so hard I cry out. She finally shoves her hot spread box down on my face, and I groan with gratitude, while at that exact moment Nicole grabs the root of my dick with thumb and forefinger, squeezing hard to hold me back as her pussy suddenly swallows my 7”, down to the hilt, then back up again, agonizingly slow at first, then quickly picking up steam as she finds her rhythm– toe tips touching the floor like horseback stirrups, pinching her own bouncing baby nipples, biting her lip.

My guttural grunts of ecstacy are smothered by Stephanie’s sweet wet cunt clamped across my lips; she grabs my ass cheeks with both hands, and bears down harder, then harder still.

Now the Pilates seat is super slick from sweat and love juice. I feel Stephanie release a long slow trickle of spit on my nut sack and ass crack, making the seat even more slippery. I almost come then, but Nicole’s cock-ring root grip is too strong.

Stephanie reaches for a lever that engages the slider mechanism underneath the sit-up seat. She pulls it, and the thing releases making a racket like an overheated engine block throwing rods. Nicole starts to shriek, scratching at my scrotum like a rock climber fighting for purchase. I can feel Stephanie start to come on my face, as well.

Then Nicole suddenly switches her position, spreading my legs, pushing my dick down and her pink low-top Nikes straight up in the air, sweet ass squarely down on the seat, letting it do all the work.

The mechanical slider slams back and forth at a fevered factory pitch, and I can feel my river cresting the bank, the point of no return. Stephanie moans “Ooooooooooh you, fucker ooooooooooooooh,” as she climaxes with an explosion I can feel like electric current on my tongue. Her dripping pussy now moves off my face, but I find the reflex need to follow it, up , up, with every ounce of ab strength I have left, and it’s then that sweet Steph shoves her slithering tongue and pinky finger into my asshole, crying “Now baby, that’s it now!” and I blow the nut of a lifetime way back into Nicole’s pipe-clamp glory hole rapidly contracting in climax spasm.

The Pilates rig finally breaks apart then, and we all land in a heaping sprawl on the tile floor. Stephanie unties my wrists, as Nicole leans across to give me a long slow French kiss, breathing hard still.

“Well that’s one way to deal with those love handles, huh?” she gasps, and we all start giggling like stoned high school kids in a spin-the-bottle circle.