Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 119
Ryan didn’t put many weights on at first and I found it quite easy. I even had a little vision of Ryan getting down on his knees and fucking me while I had my legs wide open.
Then Ryan put more weights on and it got harder. It got to the stage where I was sweating as I forced my legs open and closed. As I tried to start to close my legs I found that I couldn’t move them. I thought that I was stuck so I told Ryan. He just told me to try harder.
Eventually I managed to convince him that I was stuck. At first he joked saying that he’d have to leave me there like that with my wet pussy wide open for all the world to see. Then he said that he’d have to go and get some help and he disappeared. By that time, some of the people there had heard us and had gathered round me to see what was going on.
One guy asked me what was wrong, and when I told him he had a look at the machine but he quickly admitted that he didn’t know what was wrong.
One of the girls smiled at me and asked me if I was pretending to be stuck just to get the guys to look at me.
I should have been annoyed but I smiled back and asked her if that was what she would have done.
From somewhere in the little audience I heard someone say ‘treadmill’.
“Shit” I thought as I started to cum. As I started to come down I heard clapping and 2 men talking to each other,
“How many is that that you’ve seen now Ben?”
“Eight and counting; I love these leg spreaders.”
Then I heard THAT word again.
Up I went; my pussy was gushing and the convulsions nearly threw me off the bench. It was a good job that my ankles were firmly held.
Then I heard ‘treadmill’ again.
“Nooooo!” I shouted; but the orgasm wasn’t going to stop.
Four times I orgasmed before all I could hear was clapping. Then Darren was stood between my legs unfastening the ankle cuffs. As he was doing so he said,
“There’s often a queue for these spreader machines as all you girls seem to like to have a go; and there’s usually a few of the guys standing around waiting to see if she needs any help. What is it with you young girls?”
When Darren had freed both my ankles he lowered them saying,
“There, that’s all you have to do to release the victim. Why is it that we humans always look for a technical solution before we look at the simple ones? I’ll get the man out to it again tomorrow. Another girl got stuck like that the other day. The guy that had attached the ankle cuffs had told her that she’d have to get someone else to release her when she’d had enough because he had to leave. She told me that she had to lie there with her legs spread wide for about 30 minutes before someone figured out how to release her. Funny thing was that she hadn’t asked for any help for another 30 minutes before that.”
Ryan laughed and said,
“I’m sure that most girls just love being like that.”
Darren walked away and I sat up thinking about thumping Ryan for being such a sexist pig. He must have seen the look on my face because he said,
“Well you do, you’re forever spreading them and cumming in public aren’t you? Remember Ibiza? You must have cum 60 or 70 times in Playa d'en Bossa that day and you were naked all day. Hundreds of people must have seen you cum and you loved every second of it. Besides, you could have covered your pussy with your hands if you didn’t enjoy it.”
“That was different.” I said, wondering why I didn’t think of putting my hands over my pussy as I used that machine. Was Ryan right? Did I subconsciously want to expose my pussy to the whole world? I snapped myself out of that stupid thought as Ryan continued.
“No it wasn’t different.”
Then he changed his voice and said,
“Treadmill.”
I instantly recognised the voice from earlier and started to call him a bastard as the orgasm hit me. I was glad that I was still sat on the bench.
As I came back to earth I looked up and saw a naked girl that I hadn’t seen before. What’s more, Ryan and most of the other guys were looking at her. I was surprised as she walked over to me. I stood up as she said,
“Hi, I’m Lucy; I like to introduce myself to all the new girl members; I like to ask why they’re here.”
“Hi, I’m Tanya and this is my boyfriend Ryan. We came here to get fit, I didn’t know that I could get free membership until we got here and Ryan talked me into taking my clothes off.”
“Well I’m sure that you won’t regret it, we girls have lots of fun teasing the men; and we keep fit as well.”
“Are you the Lucy that Darren mentioned; the accountant?” Ryan asked.
“Yes, why?”
“I’d just like to congratulate you for having the guts to get Darren’s idea off the ground; leading by example so to speak.” Ryan added.
I followed Ryan’s eyes and wasn’t surprised to see that he was looking at her breasts. I must admit, they do look gorgeous; all conical and solid, they hadn’t bounced one little bit as she walked over to us. If I wasn’t happy with my little tits I could get jealous of them.
“I like the jewellery Tanya.” Lucy said and she lifted the chain on my left nipple and gently pulled it.
“She’s got a third one as well.” Ryan said.
Lucy looked puzzled for a few seconds then she squat down in front of me. I automatically spread my legs a bit so that she could get a better look.
“Oh wow!” Lucy said as she lifted the chain attached to my clit hood and pulled it up and to one side. “What’s that?”
Before I could speak Ryan said,
“That’s a proper clit ring; it’s a permanent reminder that her clit is there and wanting attention. Her blood engorges the nub and makes it a lot more sensitive especially when she’s horny – which is most of the time. It vibrates as well; only randomly, but enough to keep her horny.”
Lucy touched my clit and I gave out a long soft moan; closely followed by another orgasm; Ryan had whispered THAT word in my ear.
The 3 of us just stood there (or squat in Lucy’s case) as I went up there, and came down again. Then Lucy said,
“Wow; did I do that; you are a lucky girl Tanya; I’ve got to get Pete to get me one of those things.”
Looking up at Ryan, Lucy continued,
“I hope that you’re not the jealous type Ryan, little Tanya here is going to have a lot of attention while she’s here.
Lucy let go of the chain and stood up.
“Listen, there’s a yoga class in the big room in about 30 minutes; why don’t you come and join us? You too Ryan; I’m sure that no one will mind if a man joins us.”
“Err no thank you’” Ryan said, “I think that I’ll pass on that, but I’m sure that Tanya would like to join you, she’s done a bit of yoga whilst modelling for an art class haven’t you darling.”
I glared at Ryan then thought why not? Lucy had just all but told me that it was an female only class so at least there wouldn’t be men watching me.
“Yes Lucy, thank you for the information; I’ll be there.”
“See you up there then.” Lucy said as she turned and walked over to one of the exercise cycles. She was just about to get on when one of the guys went up to her and asked her if she’d ‘spot’ him while he lifted some weights. Both Ryan and I watched as they went over to the bench to do some bench presses. Lucy went and stood at his head, her bald pussy was inches from his face. What’s more, Lucy spread her legs. The man must have been able to feel the warmth from her pussy on his face.
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