Raw sex with Sheila Aunty in the gym

Hello XIS readers. This is Indian Zeus back with another hot story. For those of you not familiar with me, I hail from Bangalore and am 28 years old. I am 6 foot 2 with an athletic, ripped body. Hope you have a good read.

This story is about a busty aunty called Sheila and how she seduced me with her sweaty cleavage to have sex with her on a dull afternoon after the gym session.

When it comes to Sheila, her name itself is so seductive that it used to drive me nuts. She was about 38 years old. And she is one of those chunky aunties who’s big and busty. She was tall at 5’10 height. And had a 36D bust with an even bigger ass.

She was milky in complexion and was very modern in her attire. She used to wear ass-hugging yoga pants and a sports bra that held her big boobs through huge difficulty. Whenever I stepped into the gym, I saw her milky boobs when working out.

She never cared about the stares. She might have even enjoyed it but never showed any reaction. I used never to miss a chance whenever she worked out in my vicinity to check out.

When she used to do deadlifts and bend down, most of her milky boobs bulged out. When she did squats, her bum used to stick out in such a way that I just wanted to stand behind her and dry hump that heavenly ass.

And when she did pec dec exercise, she squeezed her boobs, and her nipples would be visible through her sports bra. However, I was drooling like a creep. I never made it that obvious, and I, too, trained like a beast in the gym.

As days passed, we used to greet each other with a smile. But I never made a move to get to know her like all the other creeps and trainers. All their fake and overzealous compliments turned her off. She never cared for all of that.

But I never gave her attention like that. So maybe she introduced herself to me, and we became good friends along the way. We both used to work out alone and would often ask for a spot when lifting heavy weights.

Those were the times I took advantage of touching her hips and arms to help her with her movement. I used to get a rush touching her, and she never minded it. It was all very harmless.

The one thing that always drove me mad was that she used to sweat a lot and how her sweat drops used to flow over her cleavage. I have caught myself wishing I could lick it off her boobs with my tongue all the time. But somehow got back to reality and maintained composure.

But I bet I have been semi-hard so many times. She might have caught a glimpse of it here and there. But she always played it smart and cautious. She was always very sharp to notice that other people would stare at us.

One day, we were working chest muscles in the late afternoon. About 3 or 4 people, including us, were working out at that time. And it was just us two at one end of the gym. I don’t know what got over me.

But on the pretext of helping her feel a better connection, I placed my fingers on the top of her cleavage to help her squeeze the chest muscles properly. I had never done this before.

I noticed her sweat flow down, giving me a hard-on. Throughout the workout, I kept tracing my fingers along the edge of her sports bra on the milky sweaty skin. The entire mood was so hot that day. It made her hot and bothered. But she was trying hard not to show it.

I touched her on the top part of her boobs, her side boobs, and under her boobs while doing different exercises. My fingers were squishing her soft melons, and I could see her nipples pop out more than usual. She even adjusted her purple sports bra to reveal more of her boobs.

She was turned on. She even fixated her gaze on my hard-on a few times but quickly turned away. She even closed her eyes, bit her lower lip and let herself get lost briefly. But she quickly regained her focus.

I had no further intentions with her than to cop a feel. Grope this milky aunty in the most sly way possible. And I thought that would be the end of the fun. I thought I would have to go home with this boner and jerk myself off thinking about this hot aunty.

After the workout, we hit the cardio downstairs. We got on the elevator, and she pushed me to the wall as soon as the doors closed. I was taken aback.

Her – You think you can grope me all you want and get away with it?

Me – No, I’m sorry if it seemed that way. I was just trying to help you work out. I didn’t have those intentions.

Her – So you just did all that to help with the workout? And nothing else? Why do you keep staring at my cleavage, then?

Me – I didn’t mean to, but they are kind of in my face. I do confess that when you get all sweaty. I can’t help myself but stare.

Her – I knew it the moment your bulge was popping out. I am a married woman, and you’re fantasizing about me.

Me – It’s not my fault you’re so gorgeous and busty. I don’t seem to have a hold of myself when I see you.

Her – Well, the same has happened to me today. You got me all hot and horny with your touches. Now before I lose my courage, fuck me hard.

I was taken aback by her bold words. Did she say, “Fuck me hard?”

Before I could reel it in, the elevator door opened. She took me further one floor down the flight of stairs. There was an empty commercial space which was not occupied yet.

We found a dark corner. She turned towards me and right away pulled down my joggers. I was taken aback. She said, “We don’t have much time. Fuck me and relieve me from all the tension you’ve created”.

I understood that this would have to be a raw quickie. I pulled her yoga pants down. She was already wet with juices. She had stubble on her pussy, but the sweat made it glisten.

I wasted no time. I asked her to spit on my dick. She obliged and spread the saliva all over my dick with her fingers. She put one leg over my hip, and I entered her in a standing position. No foreplay, no kissing, just straight to fucking.

She loudly moaned since we didn’t do any foreplay. My 7.5-inch dick was a lot to take in at once. I pressed my palm on her mouth and started fucking her. I was mad with desire, and so was she.

This was pure, degenerate lust towards each other. She was hissing and moaning, “Yes, yes, yes. Fuck me, fuck me, God. This feels so good. I never knew I would get fucked like this in the gym.”

Hearing her words made the beast in me come out. I held her shoulders and fucked her even harder. Making her moan and admit to her primal desires for me. She was talking dirty in a hushed tone.

“Fuck this busty body of mine. I knew you always craved for me. Show me how much you want me. Fuck me deeper, baby.”

And it was like adding oil to my fire. I pulled her sports bra down. Her milky boobs with small nipples were out in the open. I directly put my mouth on it and started biting it. Not even nibbling, but I was biting on her nipples and boobs.

She was in ecstasy. She didn’t care about the pain. The lust she made me feel for her body was giving her pride. I fucked her for 5 minutes like this. Then I turned her around. Spanked her ass hard about 5 times until the cheeks went red.

Then immediately proceeded to fuck her from the back while I pulled on her hair hard. Her moans were muffled and those of a woman who didn’t care anymore whether she would get caught. She had transcended to a world of pleasure.

I fucked her like a bunny with all my might and force against the wall. Calling her nasty names and spanking her every chance I got, and within 10 minutes, I was nearing climax. She had already cum about 2 times.

I increased my speed further as the tension in my balls built up. I told her I was going to cum. She told, “Yes baby, cum in my pussy. I am on contraceptives. Please fill me up.”

Then she started fingering her clit and made herself cum with me. I shot a thick load of cum into her pussy. She jerked with pleasure. She had a wicked smile on her face.

I took my dick out, and my cum started flowing out of her pussy. She took a bit on her finger and tasted it. Said it was yum. Pulled her pants up. And said she’ll cherish this. Since the pant was latex, the stain wouldn’t be visible.

She went up with my cum still in her pussy and might have cleaned up later. What a dirty slut! I thought in my head. I gathered myself and returned to the changing room.

This was the story of the pure carnal sex between me and the busty aunty in my gym.

Let me know how you like it. You can email me at [email protected] for feedback or anything you’d like to discuss. I am from Bangalore and would be happy to engage with the readers.

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