Had an experience with a gymrat baddie
On a normal Tuesday, I was browsing through Reddit when I came across a girl who posted a workout selfie in a fitness subreddit. Let’s call her J. She had a nice, slender body and glowing skin, you could tell she took good care of herself. Randomly, I sent her a message without thinking much about it and without expecting a response.
First, a quick background about me: I’m in my mid-thirties, 5’8”, and I run a lot since I’m training for a marathon. I have a lean build with a bit of muscle here and there.
Her response was unexpected, but we talked, and the conversation flowed naturally. Then she mentioned that she was already married. That part was normal, but the thing that caught me off guard was when she told me they were in a one-way non-monogamous relationship. It was quite a shock, and I sarcastically told her that it was “perfectly fair” that they were non-monogamous, but only for her husband.
I brushed it off, then asked if she runs as well, and playfully invited her to hang out in Makati since she mentioned that she sometimes runs during Ayala Car-Free Sundays.
Fast forward a few days, she told me she was in Ayala for a morning jog, so I told her that I had just finished my long run and that we could meet at the Sunday Market in Legazpi. She was even sexier in person than in the photos she sent me.
We hung out in the park for a bit, and I teased her that she could take a shower at my place to wash off the sweat. She laughed and said no, but I could see in her eyes that she wanted to come with me.
We walked around the park and the market for a while, and I teased the idea again that we should go to my place and “hang out.” While holding the side of her waist, she agreed and said, “No funny business.” I smiled because I knew she didn’t mean it.
We drove to my place, and while we were going up the elevator, I could already feel the tension between us — the way she looked at me and how restless her hands seemed, as if she didn’t know where to place them. I held her waist again as we stepped out of the elevator and walked toward my unit.
Once inside, she immediately noticed my pile of books and admired the collection. I jokingly told her that browsing came with a price. She smiled and asked, “What kind of payment?”, i told her since she browsed my book that is a kiss, she said “fine, but just a kiss”.
So I kissed her. Her lips were surprisingly soft, yet confident. We were sitting awkwardly on the floor, so I asked if she wanted to sit on my lap. She hesitated for a second, then did. We kissed while she was on top of me and she didn’t notice her hips was moving on its own. While we were deeply into it i was trying to take off her sports bra and she was fighting it for a bit until she gave in and let me pull it up a bit, so i kissed her breast and grab it as well, while my other hand is rubbing her pussy over her tights, i can feel her wetness over her workout clothes. i told her that i wanted to eat her pussy and the look on her eyes were quite happy while she bit her lips and agreed, I laid her on the couch and removed her pants off, I can see that she is dripping wet as i went down on her. She was a moaner and I told her not to make too much noise. I put two fingers in while licking her clit, she made quite a sound while i do this. Then I told her that i wanted to fuck her, she looked at me and nodded without a word. I took out my condom but before i put it i asked her to suck me for a bit. She went on her knees as soon as i told her then grabbed my dick and sucked me off, she’s quite good. As they say married women are often better at blowjobs. I took it out and put the condom in and fucked her in the couch, she’s moaning loudly again but I didn’t care to tell her that since her pussy was so good and tight. I came after we switched to doggy since i can feel the end of the inside of her pussy.
It was a fun and unexpected experience, something I never thought would happen in my life. We’re still in contact and still tease each other from time to time, although she says she doesn’t want to do it again. But i beg to differ. Hopefully there’s a part 2, with a proper session and multiple rounds. So J, if you ever happen to read this, let’s go for a café hangout, then i’ll fuck your brains out, again.