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So, this happened a little while ago, and honestly, I canât stop thinking about it. Iâve always loved my evening gym sessions it's my escape, ya know? The whole "sweat it out and forget about the world" vibe. But this one night, things got a little more... exciting. I was doing my usual routine, squatting away and trying to keep my form on point when I noticed this guy watching me. He wasnât being subtle about it either. Every time I looked over, his eyes were on me, and it honestly made me feel some type of way. Iâm petite, but damn, Iâve got a few curves that catch attention, especially when Iâm bending over doing deadlifts or squats. I swear, I could feel his eyes on me, and I wasnât sure if I was gonna finish my set or give him a show. But it didnât stop there. As I was stretching, he walked over and complimented me on my form. He was all smooth with his words, and I could tell he was flirting, but it felt more like a challenge. He said something like, âYou look like you could teach me a thing or two.â I shot back with something flirty like, âMaybe I could show you how to work it out in more ways than one.â We both laughed, but the tension was real, and I could tell it wasnât gonna end with just some gym talk. We talked a lil' more, & the conversation turned to how we both liked to âpush limitsâ and get out of our comfort zones. He said he liked to âexplore new territoryâ and asked me if I was the type to take risks. Of course, Iâm not one to shy away from a challenge, so I told him, âIâm all about the thrill u should try me.â He smirked, and honestly, I could see his thoughts shift from casual gym chat to something way more intense. Next thing I knew, he was asking if I wanted to grab a drink after the gym, but I wasnât about that. I could feel myself getting wet from the whole situation, so I just said, âLetâs skip the drink. Iâm not here for a conversation. Iâm here for something else.â He didnât hesitate, just led me to his car. Once we got there, the vibe changed completely. He threw me against the door, and the kiss was fucking urgent like we both needed it. He didnât hold back. His hands were all over me, feeling me up, grabbing my ass as we made out like there was no tomorrow. He pulled me onto his lap, and I could feel his hard-on through his pants, pressing against me, making me want to do everything to him. My hands slid under his shirt, and I wasnât wasting any time...my lips were on his neck, my hands exploring, and I was getting wetter with every second. It didnât take long for him to pull my leggings down, and before I knew it, I was grinding on him in his car. The heat between us was unreal. It wasnât the most romantic or planned-out thing, but daaammn, it was so fucking hot. We didnât make it to his place, but I didnât care. I just wanted him to fuck me right there. And he did. It was messy, spontaneous, and all about that crazy energy we shared. I donât even know how I ended up back home, but I was sore, drenched, and honestly, I wouldnât have had it any other way.
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