[Smut] Sequel to this http://pastebin.com/yxMUpfmd

“You know… the gym is empty at this hour…,” Terra said, her suggestiveness anything but subtle. “We could kill two birds with one stone this time.” As she finished her sentence from the squat rack, she wiggled her generous, spats-covered derriere.

Without a word, Tom slowly approached the power cage and wrapped his arms around Terra from behind, calmly rubbing his face into her well-muscled backside. As he hummed a gentle tune, he carefully began to peel off her sweat soaked spats with one hand while gently teasing her lower set of lips with the other. An immediate reaction was obvious, as she reflexively tightened her posterior chain. Amused by this reaction, Tom retracted his fingers from her nether region before kneeling down in front of her and planting his mouth in his fingers’ stead.

Terra increased her grip on the bar above, her mind beginning to go numb from the oral pleasure she was receiving. Her legs began shivering and her breathing increased at a frantic rate. Tom continued to probe her womanhood with his experienced tongue, making sure to also allocate attention to her clitoris to elicit short bursts of spasms from her strong body. It wasn’t before long that his knowledge proved to be too much, as Terra let out consecutive groups of moans and gasps while pressing her lover’s head to keep it at her most precious spot. Moments passed before Tom’s head was allowed to retreat, letting the mixture of his saliva and her love juices to fall onto the floor of the gym.

Without any delay, Tom quickly removed his own shorts along with his boxers to reveal his now erect member. With his own panting now present to accompany Terra’s, he lay himself underneath her, positioning so that his manhood was below her hips. With a smile, Terra took up the bar onto her traps before taking a deep breath and lowering herself into a squat. Near the bottom, the tip of Tom’s member gently met the puckered rosebud of Terra. Both lovers almost gasping at the sensation, Terra continued with the movement, her back entrance slowly yielding to Tom’s invading tip. Before long, she had reached the bottom of the squat, with Tom’s cock having been fully enveloped by her. Slowly, she began to engage her glutes to rise back up, causing an increased tightness around her lover’s shaft. Waves of pleasure began to stream back to Tom, as her pucker traveled back from the bottom of his cock all the way to the top, causing a significant amount of pleasure as it traveled back over his tip before reluctantly releasing its partner.

This teasing cycle continued for what seemed like hours until Terra had finished her set. Impatient to have her arousal sated, she easily picked Tom off the floor, quickly locking her lips over his. Easily holding his weight in her arms, the two stood there in the rack, each trying to conquer the other’s tongue with their own. Finally, Terra was the one to break the fiercely competitive kiss, a trail of saliva linking their two tongues, to ask a simple request:

“Please, fuck me.”

“Go…. Go to the bench,” Tom said raggedly.

Keeping him tucked in her arms, Terra wobbly walked over to a bench. After letting Tom down, she quickly laid under the bar and spread her legs to show her excited womanhood. However, Tom immediately began to set plates onto the bench bar. “You still have sets left, right?” he said with a chuckle. He was met with a whimper, implying that ‘You need to be inside me. NOW.’ As she took hold of the bar, Tom took hold of her legs, raising them into the air to allow him full access to her womanhood. As she unracked the bar, his member began to gently part her lips to gain access to her inner flesh. As she lowered the bar to her chest, he began to press into her, hilting at the same time the bar touched her chest. Keeping in step with each other, the pace increased in speed. The warm, inner walls of Terra’s sex began to show their purpose, massaging every spot of Tom’s member. Terra also began to reach her climax, as her lover’s member filled every space inside her.

With the increased speed of her reps from Tom’s thrusts, Terra’s arms finally began to experience fatigue. Hearing her grunts of struggle, Tom reacted by increasing his tempo until: “I’m-I’m gonna cum!” Shortly after his warning, he gave a deep thrust to hilt and unleashed multiple shots of his thick seed forcefully onto her cervix. The shock and sensation of his climax painting her insides caused her to reach her own climax. Her vision momentarily going white hot with her orgasm, she forcefully pushed the bar up for the last rep of her set.

With a final spurt inside, Tom collapsed on top of her, breathing heavily while embracing his similarly sweat drenched lover. He could feel one of her hands gently play with his hair while the other held one of his in its grasp. They enjoyed laying in the afterglow of their love making for a few minutes before Tom stood to slide out of her overflowing sex, still erect.

“You still have a set, right?”
“Yea,” she said with a pout. “But after that, I don’t think I can get it.”

In response to this, Tom walked around to back of the bench, as if to spot Terra. But his member hovering above Terra’s face exposed his true intentions. “Here’s some motivation, then,” he said with a wink. Giggling in turn, Terra nodded, confidence reassured. Sliding her head slightly off the bench, she quickly wrapped her lips around him, tasting the mixture of Tom’s and her love fluids. She grabbed a hold of the bar once again and Tom followed in suit, pumping into her mouth. True to her concern, her reps began to falter and slow, affected from prior strenuous activities.

“Come… on… you can do it… cum on….” Tom said encouragingly, while also reaching his own goal of another climax. Slowly but surely, Terra kept completing her reps, managing to concentrate on them despite her tongue quickly working and wrapping itself around Tom’s shaft. Last rep. She slowly lowered the bar to her chest and began to press upwards soon afterwards. Halfway through the motion, she began to stall.

“Come on! Finish strong! Cum…” Tom paused briefly. “I’m cumming!” With a few more thrusts, he began to unleash his second load directly into Terra’s mouth. As she greedily accepted his seed, she finally began to press the bar upwards and successfully finished her set. Both officially exhausted from their surprisingly raunchy workout, Tom couldn’t help but collapse on top of Terra once again, causing both of them to laugh and embrace each other on the bench.

As they were in the middle of lightly kissing each other, the sound of incoming footsteps interrupted them. After looking at each other, both scrambled to get into some decent form but to no avail. Both stood like deer in headlights, naked from the waist down, as the source of the footsteps revealed itself.

Entering the free weight room was a moderately muscled man, slightly above average in height, accompanied by… a rather well muscled kitsune, not too much smaller in muscle mass than Terra, in fact. Terra and Tom merely stood there, frozen in their embarrassment of getting caught right after the act. An awkward silence hung in the air for a few moments, before being pierced by the sounds of Tom’s seed dripping out from between Terra’s legs.

“Hey, you guys using the squat rack?” asked the man. Both Terra and Tom slowly shook their heads in unison. “Awesome, thanks. Love working out late, no one’s here…,” he said to his companion as he slowly trailed off while the kitsune following him merely sighed, disappointed in that he didn’t even realize the actual awkwardness of the situation. She must’ve had a rough time trying to convey her feelings to her partner.

The pair of Terra and Tom stood there, dumbfounded at the situation, before quickly shuffling out, their faces crimson at getting caught.