The Aerobics Instructor

You would think that, after twenty years of living in Northern England, the bitter and biting cold winters would no longer affect me. Well, ordinarily they wouldn’t, but this winter was different. This winter, for the first time in two years, I am single; though not necessarily available. My boyfriend, or rather, my ex-boyfriend James, and I have just split up. I never imagined that this day would come, not to us. But it has. James and Annie (that’s me) met on the University of Leeds campus on a warm September afternoon two years ago, when James and I were eighteen. We were getting ready to watch a University football match when we were introduced by a mutual friend, just before the kick-off. You might say that it was love, or perhaps, lust at first sight, and by the time the final whistle blew, James and I were an item, and that evening we celebrated our teams overwhelming victory, culminating a glorious fucking and oral session in the backseat of his car, in which I lost my anal virginity. From that day on, we were inseparable, and we moved in together shortly afterwards.

Anyway, my name is Annie and I am twenty years old. I am a fitness fanatic, and I work out at my local gym four days a week, and I attend an advanced aerobics class the other three.

I was attending my usual aerobics class on a Tuesday evening in late January. The class was unusually small that night, only four of us, and the instructor was Kate Lloyd. I’ve known her for what seems like forever and she is a dear friend. Kate is twenty six. She is about three inches shorter than me, and oh my God, is she built to please!

The class had been far more strenuous and athletic than I was accustomed to, but that was fine with me, for I had a lot of excess energy to burn off. Kate seemed to be beaming tonight and for some reason that I couldn’t explain, I couldn’t keep my eyes off her. She looked absolutely stunning. Instead of her usual black Lycra shorts, she wore almost see-through Lycra that divinely accentuated her gorgeous legs, her perfectly round hips, scrumptious bottom, and her beautiful tanned skin. And instead of her usual loose-fitting turquoise muscle shirt, she wore what looked like a one-piece, blue bathing suit. Her jet-black, long hair was pulled back into a ponytail.

As the hour-long class came to a close, we all lay down on the floor and began our cool down. Then Kate, as she usually does, turned down the lights in the room to a very soft dim glow, and came around to each one of us to check our pulse rate and muscle response, as we lay on the floor. During this time, I usually close my eyes and just focus on my breathing. Finally, after checking the other three ladies in the class, she came to me and placed her fingers on the side of my neck. My eyes popped open suddenly and there she was, crouched over me, smiling sweetly. As I lay there and returned her beautiful smile, my focus was instantly drawn to her cleavage, nestled snugly under her skin-tight suit. With her skin drenched in perspiration, it glistened in the dim light of the room as if in the moonlight. I also noticed that her nipples where hard and boldly peeping out at me under the blue fabric of her suit. Kate asked me something, but I can’t say for sure what it was, because I was completely mesmerised. I had known this woman for nearly five years and I felt like this moment was the first time I’d ever truly seen her. As I lay beneath her, I caught the scent of her perfume, mixed with sweat, and I found it to be almost hypnotic and intoxicating.

She gently ran her left hand from the side of my neck, across my chest with her hand gently brushing the top of my right breast, and finally over to my right arm where she began to firmly massage my bicep. Kate then ran her right hand down the left side of my body, all the way to my hip, and began to massage it. That’s when it happened! I felt myself getting wet, as my body tingled with deep arousal. For a brief moment my mind went blank, and I felt my body about ready to convulse, as if an untapped supply of orgasms was about ready to explode all over me. I took a deep breath and shut my eyes, and in my mind’s eye saw myself grabbing her by the back of the head and kissing her.

“Annie?” Kate said quietly. My eyes popped open again.

“Mmmm, Hi,” I mumbled as I smiled.

“You seem a little tense,” She continued.

“Really? I sure don’t feel tense,” I said.

“How do you feel?” she asked quizzically.

“If you only knew,” I said, almost embarrassed.

Kate completed her inspection of my body and then helped me to my feet.

After class, I went to the locker room to shower and change. I opened my locker and undressed. As I let my hair down, my mind was going a million miles a minute, as I tried to process what I had just experienced. Kate had made me wet! How could this be? I’ve known her for years. I’ve taken countless aerobics classes with her, shared many showers and saunas with her. She had inspected my body the way she did tonight hundreds of times. What the hell was going on?

As my mind continued to churn, I stuffed my sweaty workout suit into my bag, then turned to look at myself in the full-length mirror on the wall a few feet away. As I stared at my completely naked body, admiring my firm breasts, my smooth shaved pussy, and my toned figure, Kate suddenly appeared in the reflection behind me. I whirled around, reflexively grabbing a towel and covering myself. I felt my cheeks flush and my legs begin to shake beneath me. Fortunately, she didn’t notice my embarrassment as she was dealing with her own embarrassment for having startled me.

“Oh, I’m sorry,” she said. “I thought you heard me come in.”

“No,” I replied as I wrapped the soft towel around me. “It’s okay though. Not like I’ve got anything you haven’t seen before.”

Which was true, for Kate had seen me naked many times, as I had her. So why was I feeling so embarrassed now? I decided to push it from my mind.

Kate and I spent a few minutes chitchatting; as I brought her up to speed on what had been happening lately. She then mentioned that she was very concerned about me, because she had detected a great deal of tension in my muscles, and that I seemed very stressed out. She also commented that my skin was dry and felt very rough to the touch. She recommended that if I had the time, to sit in the sauna for a while. She also told me that she had come across a new brand of body oil that not only helped ease muscle tension, but was also a skin moisturiser. As I had nothing better to do, I told her that sounded wonderful. She gave me an almost devious grin, and kissed me on the cheek as she went off to get the body oil, and to close up the front. As she whipped away, I caught another whiff of her perfume/sweat mix and I again felt flush… and wet!

My heart began to pound, my breath got short, and I had to sit down to collect myself. What the hell was wrong with me? As I closed my eyes and took a couple of deep breaths, the reality of the situation hit me like a ton of bricks. For the second time in less than an hour, Kate had gotten me wet. Now, I was about to let her rub oil all over my body in a hot sauna. As that thought passed through my mind, I felt a chill pass through my body. But it wasn’t a chill of dread; it was of anticipation. And I suddenly realised that my nipples were hard and protruding out like fresh pencil erasers. Without another thought, I quickly tied my hair back into a ponytail, picked up another soft white towel and headed for the sauna room.

Once in the sauna, which was already very hot, I took the ladle from the bucket of water on the floor, and added a little more water to the coals on the heater. The heated coals hissed like a cauldron of angry snakes, as the water poured over them, and the steam rising off them quickly engulfed my body. I took off my towel, laid it out on the wooden bench and stretched my naked body out on my stomach. Taking the second towel that I had brought from the locker room, I laid it across my bare butt. I crossed my arms out in front of me and rested my head on them. The sauna was a fairly recent addition to the club, so the wood was still rather fresh and being exposed to the heat, and it gave off a very unique, albeit pleasing aroma.

Kate came in a moment or two later, still dressed in her workout suit, and carrying the bottle of body oil. She stood over me; straddling the bench I was laying on, she poured some oil into her hand and began to rub it on my back and shoulders. Kate’s hands were very strong and her touch felt wonderful. I was half expecting to come out of my skin at her first touch, but instead, I was almost swept away. We chatted casually for a while as she rubbed my shoulders, back and legs. Our conversation fell silent as Kate poured a little more of the oil into her hand and then resumed rubbing my lower legs, one hand on each leg. I shut my eyes and let out a gentle moan as I felt her skilled hands rub my calves.

“God, you have such beautiful legs,” She suddenly offered.

“Mmmm, thank you,” I quietly moaned as my head lay peacefully on my arms.

“You’re such a beautiful woman, Annie,” Kate continued. “I can’t believe James, or any man would let you get away.”

I opened my eyes, raised my head and searched for it, but it wasn’t there. For the first time since I had split up with James, I didn’t have a lump in my throat when someone had mentioned his name. I didn’t feel anything. His name didn’t matter anymore. He didn’t matter anymore. I was free of him.

“Thank you,” I heard myself say again. But, I’m not sure if it was Kate I was thanking, or if it was God for removing this burden from my heart.

I closed my eyes once again and laid my head back down on my arms. I felt her hands slowly go up my legs and past my knees, slowly and firmly kneading my skin and muscles. Suddenly, her hands slid under the towel covering my butt, and she began to massage both cheeks of my bottom. My mind began to race and my heart pounded, but I lay perfectly still with my eyes still closed. I don’t know which felt better: Finally being free of James, or Kate’s hands rubbing my bum. I made my decision before logic had time to take over.

“Can I ask you something, Kate?”

“Sure.”

“Would you like me to take off the towel?” I asked, hoping beyond all reason that she would say yes.

She immediately stopped rubbing and yanked her hands back down my legs.

“Oh God!” she said, cupping her hands over her mouth. “I’m sorry.”

“What are you sorry for?” I asked. “I didn’t complain, did I?”

She looked baffled for a moment. Then without a second thought or even the slightest hesitation, I reached around and removed the towel from my butt; Kate could now behold my whole naked body. At this point, I felt like I was having some sort of weird out-of-body-experience. I couldn’t believe what was happening, and my mind was shouting to get out! But at the same time, some other part of me wanted this so bad. I was watching from the sidelines, and on the field at the same time. And somewhere between my mind and mouth, my body felt like a volcano just waiting to erupt in sexual frenzy. I tossed the towel on the floor and stretched back out, again resting my head on my arms.

“Please continue,” I said.

She almost immediately resumed rubbing my bum cheeks, and to make certain that she didn’t misinterpret anything, I began to moan softly, and breathe deeply; which wasn’t hard because I could feel her divine sexuality, and her intense lustful drive flowing into my body through her hands and fingers. Also, the anticipation and excitement in her breathing began to drive me wild; and I know that my moaning was driving her wild.

“God, I’ve wanted to do this for so long,” she moaned. “You are so sexy.”

She gently pushed at my knees, spreading my legs slightly, and began to gently rub my pussy. I could feel my clit begin to tighten as her finger danced around it, stroking up and down the outside of my lips.

“Get up on your knees,” she whispered.

I complied immediately, rising up onto all fours, as Kate sucked on the middle finger of her left hand, while she was still fingering my clit with the other. I ran a hand through my hair and undid my ponytail, loosening my hair with my fingers, and then I felt it! She inserted her middle finger into my pussy, and began licking my arsehole at the same time. My breathing accelerated as my moaning and panting got louder and quicker. My pussy was flushing with heat and was dripping wet now. Kate inserted another finger in my pussy, and began finger fucking me hard, as her tongue slurped away relentlessly on my arsehole. I lowered my head down and looked back through my open legs, and I could see her rubbing her suit over her pussy with her free hand. I rocked back and forth with the motion of her fingers going in and out of me. Finally, I couldn’t wait any longer – I turned over, took her head in my hands and kissed her. I had never experienced such a deep and passionate kiss; her lips and tongue were so soft and warm. Our tongues danced around the inside of each other’s mouths for what seemed like an eternity. I didn’t want it to end. Finally, she pulled back and looked deep into my eyes.

“Is it getting hot in here?” she asked.

“Oh, just a bit,” I replied as I gently caressed her face. “Maybe you should get undressed.”

She cheerfully agreed and proceeded to undress for me, striptease style. I remember watching her, and thinking to myself: What the hell am I doing? This isn’t me! I’m not a fucking lesbian!

My mind continued to race, and I had just about convinced myself that this needed to stop. But that’s when Kate was finally completely naked and I looked at her beautiful body. It was so strange – yes, I had seen her naked many times before, but this was different. Tonight, I didn’t see just a naked female body. Tonight I saw the beautiful naked body of a lover. And it was a body built for sin. My God, I though; I must have this woman!

I stretched myself back out on the bench again, this time on my back. She again straddled the bench and stood over me as she let her beautiful black hair out of its ponytail. Erotically shaking it out, she then proceeded to stretch out on top of me, pressing her body firmly against mine, and we fell into another deep and passionate kiss. I felt her very life force flowing into my body, and mine into her. She then proceeded to rub my tits and stomach down with the oil. By this time, my nipples were so hard they were about to pop, so she began to suck them. As she worked her lips and tongue around one nipple, she pulled and flicked the other with her fingers. Then she switched, wrapping her hot, moist, succulent lips and tongue around it while pulling and flicking the other. Suddenly her hand slid down the front of my body, and her probing fingers nestled within my anxiously waiting slit. Rubbing my clit, she then nibbled on the side of my neck and earlobe.

“God Annie, you’re so fucking wet,” she whispered. Her hot breath in my ear brought me to the brink of explosion.

With our bodies drenched in perspiration, she again rolled up on top of me, pressing her body firmly against me and we were kissing again. I wrapped my arms around her as our mouths opened and our tongues entered. Again, her life force flowed into my soul through her kiss. At that moment, nothing else existed in the universe. It was just Kate and me, and this incredible passion. I felt her tongue pull back and out of my mouth. Opening my eyes, I found her gazing straight into them as she gently caressed my cheek.

“I’ve wanted you for so long,” she whispered. “I can’t believe you’re finally mine.”

Before I could answer, she pressed her lips against mine, our mouths opened and we were kissing again. She slowly slid her tongue out of my mouth, down my chin and neck. James had never made me feel this loved and desired. Her tongue continued down my neck, and then instead of going down, she rose up and pinned my arms down over my head. She then began to suck and nibble my armpit. Initially, it tickled; but it soon became the most intensely erotic sensation I’ve ever experienced. My head rolled from side to side and my body writhed as she sucked on my armpits; then her tongue resumed its downward course between my tits, over my abdomen, eventually plunging deep into my soaking wet pussy. Kates’s body slid down between my legs as she dove into me. Our hands locked and our fingers laced as my back arched. My body trembled and convulsed almost violently out of control, as I felt the explosion coming. I let go of her hands and grasped the sides of the bench, as she grabbed the underside of my bum cheeks. My fingernails were digging deep into the wooden bench as I screamed and panted near the top of my lungs. Her nose was pushed hard against the smoothly shaven skin above my slit, and her mouth was wrapped so tightly around my pussy, I wondered if she could even breathe. Her tongue was flicking my clit wildly. The rush of cum was immense, and her body jerked as her mouth was shot full of it. My body went limp as she pulled back and rested on her knees, running her hands through her hair.

“Oh God,” she panted. “You are a nasty girl, aren’t you?”

I don’t know if it was how she said it or what, but Kate calling me a nasty girl flooded me with more lust. I instantly sat up and pulled her to me. She sat on my left leg, wrapping both her legs around me, as I wrapped my arms around her slender torso. I ran my tongue all over her tits and up her neck as she rode the top of my thigh. I could feel her hot, wet pussy lips and her rock hard clit rubbing against my skin. My tongue found its way up to her mouth and I roughly jammed it in. She sucked on my tongue as I drove it in and out of her mouth. Our bodies rubbed hard against each other, lubricated by sweat, pussy juice and cum.

I pushed her down on her back on the bench and slid down her body, running my tongue across her rock-hard abdomen. Kate threw her legs up and around my shoulders as I came face to face with her beautiful pussy. Like me, she was completely shaved bare, and her pink lips were quivering with anticipation, and her clit was throbbing, as if about ready to explode. Though I had never been this close to another woman’s pussy, I felt like I was home. She grabbed the back of my head and shoved me into her. I was now operating on pure instinct. I had never eaten a pussy, but based upon her moaning, and her body writhing back and forth uncontrollably, you would never have known it. I dove into her honey pot and ate it until my jaw ached. Kate’s back suddenly arched, her arms went over her head and her hands grasped the wooden bench. Her screaming suddenly reached an octave I didn’t think a human being could hit; her breathing was so fast and furious I feared she was about to hyperventilate. Her body rose up so high that she pulled her pussy out of my mouth, and only the tips of her toes and the palms of her hands were touching the bench. As I chased after her pussy like a wild animal, her body convulsed and my face and hair were suddenly drenched by a squirting geyser of her cum.

For a split second I was filled with fear as her body collapsed back down onto the bench, then began to twitch.

“No more. No more,” she panted as she lay on her side. “Come here.”

Kate rolled onto her back and I slid slowly up her body on top of her. She wrapped her arms around me and we kissed softly all around each other’s faces.

“You know what?” I finally offered. “I think I’m falling in love with you.”

And just like Kate calling me a nasty girl, my words seemed to completely restart her engine. The next thing I knew, she had me flat on my back at the other end of the bench with my arms again pinned down above my head and we were sharing another deep kiss, and she was grinding her pussy onto mine.

“God, I want to fuck you so bad,” she suddenly hissed.

“Isn’t that what you’ve been doing?” I asked.

She chuckled deviously, while she gave me the seductive look.

“Get on your hands and knees!” She ordered. “And close your eyes.”

It was on the tip of my tongue to reply “Yes, Mistress,” but I simply kept my mouth shut and complied, as she briefly left the sauna. After all, my jaw was still aching. I don’t know exactly how long it took, but to me, it seemed like an eternity for her to return.

“You ready to get fucked, nasty girl?” She barked, breaking the eternal silence.

“Oh, yes, fuck my cunt!” I practically begged.

I felt her hand roughly grab the far side of my left arse cheek, and then I felt something I would not have expected in a million years: A huge, long, thick, hard cock plunged deep into my pussy in one push, ripping through the grip of my inner muscles, filling me like I had never been filled before. But it didn’t feel like any cock I’d ever had inside me before. For a split second I thought that Kate had snuck a man into the sauna to fuck me, but how many men have a cock made of rubber? As the cock began to move in and out of my sopping hole, I began to move with the motion, pushing back to meet the cock as it pushed forward, deep into my pussy, I lowered my head and looked back between my legs. I felt her other hand grab the far side of my right arse cheek, and I heard her panting.

“Yeah. Oh yeah, baby,” she said over and over and over again.

Kate was fucking me with a huge 10 inch strap-on cock, the shaft ribbed from base to tip, and she was thrusting her pelvis back and forth with the ferocity of a teenage boy having his first fuck. As the intensity of the moment heightened, the slapping sound of her pelvis on my bottom got louder and faster, blocked out only by my moaning and screaming. My eyes rolled back in my head as the strap-on went deeper and faster into me; I felt each and every rib on its shaft as it plunged inside my tight hole; I felt myself about to explode… literally! She suddenly pulled out and ordered me to flip over on my back, which I couldn’t do fast enough. Once I was on my back, she pushed my thighs wide apart, opening my pussy wide, and repositioned herself, before plunging the rubber cock deep into my pussy again. After about seven or so inches had been buried in me, I felt the huge head pushing against my cervix. We were rubbing belly to belly, breasts to breasts, nose to nose, and sweat was pouring from every pore of our bodies. Deeper and deeper, harder and harder, faster and faster, she thrust herself and the strap-on into me. I was sweating so much that my vision was getting blurry. Then I felt it coming. All I remember saying was, “Oh my God, here I cum!”

She immediately pulled the cock out of me, and plunged her face deep in my pussy and I too, for the first time in my life, squirted like a geyser! My body was arching and convulsing just as hers had, and I could now hear her moaning and gulping away as I drenched her face, and further doused her already sweat-drenched hair. I experienced my first multiple orgasm, as well as my second, third and possibly fourth all in this one night. With my eyes still spinning and my body still writhing, I collapsed back down on the bench. Kate fell, completely exhausted, on top of me. My body was twitching uncontrollably and I was filled with fear. I had never experienced this intensity of an orgasm, but she cuddled up on me and gently kissed me as the feeling slowly began to fade.

Kate and I lay motionless in each other’s arms for about ten minutes, gently caressing each other, and we spoke not a single word. Finally, she sat up and pulled me up to her. We kissed deeply and wrapped our arms around each other.

“Do you still think you’re falling in love with me?” She finally spoke.

“Mmmm, I don’t think I’m falling in love with you. I know I’m in love with you,” I said.

She smiled and even though she denied it later, she had tears in her eyes.

“Good. Because I’m in love with you. I have been for a very long time,” she said.

We embraced and just sat there for a while, holding each other tightly. Then I was suddenly hit with another overwhelming sensation. I was starving! I told Kate and she burst out laughing, mainly because she was glad I said it first. We exited the sauna and returned to the locker room where we showered together. I don’t know how we made it through showering without diving into each other again – probably because we were both so weak and hungry. We did hold each other for a long while and just let the cool water run all over our bodies, and this led to another long and deep kiss. Finally we had no choice. If we didn’t eat, we’d collapse and be found here in the morning by the janitor. Not that he’d mind finding two beautiful naked women wrapped in each other’s arms. Kate had to go to her office for a change of clothes while I returned to my locker. As I did, I caught a glimpse of myself once again in the full-length mirror on the wall. I dropped my towel and again stared at the woman in the mirror. Only two hours or so had passed since the last time I’d seen her, but now something was very different. The woman looking back at me was not the same one that had looked back at me a couple of hours earlier. She was entirely different. She was full of life and beaming with a newfound hope.

I dressed quickly and closed my locker. As I took one last glance at the woman in the mirror, I could’ve sworn I saw the flash reflection of a person in the shadows behind me. I whirled around quickly, but found nobody there.

“Kate!” I called. “Kate!”

The dressing room door suddenly opened and she stood there dressed in designer jeans, a beautiful white blouse, high-heeled leather boots and a black jacket. She was pulling on her gloves.

“You just call for me?” she asked.

“Were you just in here?” I asked.

“No. Why?” she said incredulously.

“I thought I saw somebody behind me in the mirror,” I replied. “Guess I must be getting paranoid.”

“Really? Well, let’s go eat and then maybe afterward, we’ll go back to your place and work on getting rid of that paranoia.” She winked and smiled deviously.

I picked up my bag and followed her out of the locker room, across the gym to the front entrance. Kate motioned me out first and as I stepped out onto the icy sidewalk, the freezing winter air hit me square in the face. As she locked up the building, snow began to fall and I opened my mouth to catch a snowflake on my tongue.

“Oh, how I wish I were that snowflake!” She said.

“My God! You’re insatiable!” I told her.

Kate dropped the keys in her purse, grabbed me by the back of the neck and kissed me.

“You just wait till after I’ve eaten,” she said.

She took my hand, our fingers laced around each other almost perfectly, and we walked down the pavement toward a bright and hope-filled future. And I suddenly realised that English winter had lost its bite and bitterness.