STEPDADDY DIARIES

After Hours at the Gym II

Gabriel stepped forward, lined the swollen head of his c**k against her entrance, and pushed in with one long thrust. Her p***y stretched around him, hot and dripping, gripping every inch until his hips met her ass.

He stayed buried for a moment, feeling her walls flutter, then started f*****g her in hard, steady strokes. The bench creaked and Kayda pushed back to meet every thrust, moaning loud enough that the sound echoed off the mirrors.

He reached around and rubbed her c**t in slow circles while he pounded her. Her juices were so much they ran down his balls and dripped onto the floor.

Every time he bottomed out, the wet slap of skin filled the gym. Kayda came first, her p***y clamping down in rhythmic pulses, a gush of wetness soaking his c**k and thighs. Gabriel didn’t slow down. He f****d her through it, chasing his own release.

When he was close, he pulled out, spun her around, and lifted her onto the bench with her legs wrapped around his waist. He drove back inside her and f****d her hard enough that the bench rocked.

Kayda clawed at his back, biting his shoulder as another orgasm ripped through her. Gabriel buried himself to the hilt and came, pumping thick ropes of c*m deep into her p***y. It overflowed around his shaft and leaked down her ass crack onto the vinyl.

They stayed locked together for a moment, trying to catch their breath. Kayda reached between them, scooped some of the c*m leaking out, and licked her fingers clean while staring him in the eye.

"Are you down for round two?" she asked, already stroking his c**k back to hardness inside her.

Gabriel answered by lifting her off the bench, carrying her across the gym, and pressing her back against the mirrored wall. He hooked her legs over his arms and f****d her standing, her ass cheeks spreading with every thrust so the mirror showed him exactly how deep he was going.

Kayda’s t**s bounced against his chest. He reached down and rubbed her c**t again, making her c*m hard enough that her whole body shook and a fresh gush of wetness splashed down his thighs.

He carried her to the squat rack next, bent her over the safety bar, and took her from behind again. This time he pressed a thumb against her asshole, working it inside while he f****d her p***y. Kayda pushed back, taking both. When he added a second finger to her ass, she came again, screaming his name.

Gabriel pulled out, spit on her asshole, and pressed the head of his c**k against the tight ring. Kayda reached back and spread herself wider. "Do it," she begged. "I want you in my ass."

He pushed in slowly, stretching her until the head popped inside. Inch by inch he sank deeper, using the c*m still dripping from her p***y as lube. Once he was fully seated he started f*****g her ass in long, deep strokes.

Kayda moaned into her forearm, pushing back to meet him and he reached under her and shoved three fingers into her c*m-filled p***y, f*****g both holes at once.

She came so hard her legs shook and she almost collapsed. Gabriel held her up and kept going until he unloaded deep in her ass, filling her until c*m leaked out around his shaft and ran down her thighs.

They moved to the leg-press machine next. Gabriel sat on the seat, and Kayda climbed into his lap, facing away from him.

She sank down on his c**k again, this time taking him in her p***y while she reached back and spread her ass so he could watch the c*m still leaking from her stretched hole.

Then she rode him hard, using the machine’s handles for leverage, her ass slapping against his thighs with every drop. Gabriel reached around and rubbed her c**t until she came again, then pulled her back against his chest and f****d up into her until he filled her p***y with another load.

They ended up on the mats in the middle of the floor, Kayda on her back with her legs spread wide as he f****d her slow and deep, kissing her while their bodies slid together, sweat and c*m mixing on their skin.

Kayda wrapped her legs around his waist and held him close, grinding her c**t against the base of his c**k until she came one final time, milking a smaller, final load from him.

They lay tangled together afterward, breathing hard. Kayda traced lazy circles on his chest. "We’re doing this again tomorrow," she said. "And maybe the day after."

Gabriel laughed and said, “Anything you want, baby, as long as we don't get caught.” Then he pulled her closer and kissed her.