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The Treadmill....
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The Treadmill.... The temperature in the large cardio room chilled her when she entered. She used her arms to hide the protruding nipples, or at least to squash them down....just until they warmed and flattened on their own. The machines made a low murmur as they worked in unison. The sound was filled with the raw energy from the bodies pushing the machines. She loved the subdued lighting of the room, nearly dark, because it provided a cover of anonymity and privacy. The body warmed up the goose bumps and nipples quieted down. She was on her way, lost in thought, heading into the best part of the workout. She picked up speed. If she had given any conscious thought to it, she would have tired out much sooner, but captured by her mind and body, she kept going: oblivious.... and loving it. She leaned forward, then back, butt high in the air, then stretching boobs far out front. She raised her arms high, then stretched, her breasts pushed out to their fullest. Her inflated lungs unveiled ribs along the inside of her skin tight top. She worked the machine, becoming one with the seat. She was very conscious of the feel of the seat under her, massaging her, encouraging her. Her butt leaned this way and then the other. She imagined being in control of a wild beast, straddling it. Her arms holding the reins, butt perched on the animal's powerful back. Her black tights stretched over muscular legs that straddled whatever wild beast she imagined at the time. She charged through the forest, pursued by hunters in search of female prey.... beautiful female prey. Off came her top which she swirled above her head. "Let them try to catch me!" she thought, her eyes wild. She let go of the garment sending it flying through the forest. Perhaps it landed in the face of the hunter, the scent wild and sweet, driving him crazy with lust. She "comes to" with a shock when the machine slows down. "What the...." she wonders. Her mind still keeping just out of reach of the pursuing huntsmen. But the timer on the machine indicated that 30 minutes had elapsed. "Thirty minutes on the machine already!" She remembered nothing of being in the room with the low hum of the machines and the other people around her. Coming to her senses, she looked up and glanced around the room. To her surprise, all eyes, were on her. Men watching from their perches on the treadmills and even women, eyed her. What??? She wondered. One young lady stared at her open-eyed and trance like. The woman seemed focused far away, on a distant forest, or deserted island or maybe Brazil. |
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7/17/2009 1:19 pm |
Very hot. Love your profile and your avatar pic. Hope I get the chance to get to know you 2 better
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mmmm....wonderful story....exciting....cin {=}
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4/11/2020 6:03 am |
I love the insight into some of your fantastic, inner world...I have to admit, that despite the inordinate time lapse between last seeing you as well as the changes I have undergone, the thought of spending hours sensually exploring your body leaves me hard and aching to touch you again...M~
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