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Six years ago...
Another day. Another gym.
I straightened my tank top and pulled it down some more, enough to where my pecs were bulging out for attention. It was the first time working out in this gym notorious for its female clientele. Big Bubba's Ladies Only Experience. Ugh. I know. That name - shaking my head. You would think women only, right? Well, don't go telling Bubba that common sense parallel. He named it that way, thinking it would convince women that it was a female-only gym like a clever sales strategy. And it worked!
So I invited myself to his joint after he shared a Pornhub video he did with a female client.
He met her in the loose weights section. She was squatting while looking at herself in the mirror. They were both checking one another out the entire time. He finally strolled over and asked what her name was. She said, "Does it matter?" Ugh. He felt he'd already lost that score. But suddenly, she says the oddest thing. "Follow me into the shower room, and you can work that dick of yours inside me."
And so he did. She even insisted for him to record that shit for Pornhub. But both sharing the profits with a joined account.
Although that didn't interest me. I'm not a whore like my buddy is. I give my shit away for free and do not charge or profit from such.
So there I was. Sliding 45s onto the barbell readying it for some severe chest rips. But something catches my attention. I felt as if eyes were watching me. I turned toward the treadmill section, and a vagina is observing me. Uh-uh. She couldn't be no younger than 35—about 5' 8" tops. Slim runner's body. Blonde hair in a ponytail. Black spandex bottoms radiating her curves. A red workout tank though not revealing large hooties. But I couldn't help wonder what that ass looked like. Bubba's creepy mirrors! I reminded myself. So I glance at the mirror behind her, and WowWee-Co-Molly's dripping with Folly! She had a nicca butt. Big juicy buns ready for some licking and flipping. Ugh.
We locked eyes, and she smiles. But I didn't grin back. I ignored her instead and turned around; got back to business. Did a set of 4 reps. I then decided to loosen my shit up and grab a mill next to her. She smiled again. I ignored her again. But I felt she pouted this time. Ugh. Oh, well.
So I began a serious tune-up for the body—a brisk walk at 3.0. I could sense she was impressed as she increased her speed. So I decrease mine to 2.0.
"I don't think that can go any lower." Then, suddenly, the vagina speaks to me from out of the blue. She then chuckles. Ugh. Laughing at my unique way of tuning my shit up?
"Ugh. I'm a meat-eater. Not a tree humper." I replied.
She hits stop on the machine and turns to me, and blurts out, "Excuse me?"
"I'm not a teacher. You don't have to ask me that. But for argument's sake, you're excused." I said. She didn't answer but kept staring and giving me creepy vibes.
There was a long awkward pause.
"This is unbelievable." The vagina speaks again. "I thought this would be the only gym that wouldn't have assholes like you in it."
"Ugh. Cringe." I assured her while continuing to neglect her. But she was poking my nerves, so I hit stop and face her. "What up."
She fastly scanned down my chest but quickly back to my eyes. "I'm not a tree-humper."
"Grinder - whatever your species call it."
Her eyes travel back down my chest, this time, to end at my groin. She blinks then stares at me some more. "This is new."
I scanned her body conspicuously and said, "But you're not."
Shock sweeps across her face. "You aren't either," she says as her head slightly wobbles side to side.
"Ugh." This woman thinks she's some majesty. But I'm not the servant kind of guy.
"Ugh. Exactly."
"Fine. You win." She defeated me.
"As I always do."
"Enjoy your workout," I said and headed back to the bench. I wasn't about to chase something so confrontational such as that. But moments later, she's now standing beside me as I'm pushing the barbell up. I rest it on the rack and glance over at her looking up. "Okay. What am I doing wrong now?"
"Nothing. No gym rule says I can't stand here."
"Do you wanna give this a shot or something?" She gazes over at the multiple plates, and her eyebrows raise.
"Does it look like I can lift them?" She steps back so I can see her body.
"Ugh. Push them, not lift." I corrected her and looked away, and decided to end this workout day due to a stalky vagina trying to tyrannize me. "Whatever. I'm out of here." Usually, I'll get in some calisthenics to strengthen my endurance but not today. I was being bullied.
I traipsed into the men's locker room to retrieve my shit. I then hear the door open and close and...son-of-a-bitch. It's her.
She stands there gawking at me in the foyer of the men's locker room.
"I'm pretty sure you're in the wrong place here," I said.
"No. I'm where I belong."
Jeepers creepers! This woman was giving off serious cringes. I grab my bag and head toward the door exit. She steps over into my path, blocking my departure.
"Ugh. Okay, what's your problem now? I feel as if you're invading my space here."
She doesn't say anything at first and looks down at my crotch, making me feel uncomfortable and violated. Then, finally, she looks back up at me and says, "Fuck me."
"Or what?" I stick out my chest in a brave alpha way.
"Or I'll hurt you."
"Fine," I wasn't about to be humiliated into a big pussy and allow this woman one-third my size to beating me up in the locker room. So I did what any man would have done.
"And you better fuck the shit out of me," she agonizes me and begins scooting her spandex bottoms off. "Do it right...you'll be free to go."
"So be it." I hurried my shit down, and as I was about to stroke him to get this party started, she's already grabbing him. Pulls me by the dick to a bench in front of the lockers. She lets go and turns, bends down, and touches her hands on the floor. I look down at her vagina. It's a bald eagle glistering from her moisture, ready to be plunged into more juices.
"Excite her first," she commanded. I didn't want to argue with my assaulter, so I sat on the bench, clenched her waist, brought her in front, began churning her pussy.
I'm clinging her hair from behind and slamming her angry vagina into a bliss of happiness shortly later.
I destroyed it.
She then allowed me to leave as she tremored against the lockers massaging her vagina. Ugh, fucking perverts. I reminded myself and headed to Arby's for a couple of triple beef and cheddars.
The end.
Another day. Another gym.
I straightened my tank top and pulled it down some more, enough to where my pecs were bulging out for attention. It was the first time working out in this gym notorious for its female clientele. Big Bubba's Ladies Only Experience. Ugh. I know. That name - shaking my head. You would think women only, right? Well, don't go telling Bubba that common sense parallel. He named it that way, thinking it would convince women that it was a female-only gym like a clever sales strategy. And it worked!
So I invited myself to his joint after he shared a Pornhub video he did with a female client.
He met her in the loose weights section. She was squatting while looking at herself in the mirror. They were both checking one another out the entire time. He finally strolled over and asked what her name was. She said, "Does it matter?" Ugh. He felt he'd already lost that score. But suddenly, she says the oddest thing. "Follow me into the shower room, and you can work that dick of yours inside me."
And so he did. She even insisted for him to record that shit for Pornhub. But both sharing the profits with a joined account.
Although that didn't interest me. I'm not a whore like my buddy is. I give my shit away for free and do not charge or profit from such.
So there I was. Sliding 45s onto the barbell readying it for some severe chest rips. But something catches my attention. I felt as if eyes were watching me. I turned toward the treadmill section, and a vagina is observing me. Uh-uh. She couldn't be no younger than 35—about 5' 8" tops. Slim runner's body. Blonde hair in a ponytail. Black spandex bottoms radiating her curves. A red workout tank though not revealing large hooties. But I couldn't help wonder what that ass looked like. Bubba's creepy mirrors! I reminded myself. So I glance at the mirror behind her, and WowWee-Co-Molly's dripping with Folly! She had a nicca butt. Big juicy buns ready for some licking and flipping. Ugh.
We locked eyes, and she smiles. But I didn't grin back. I ignored her instead and turned around; got back to business. Did a set of 4 reps. I then decided to loosen my shit up and grab a mill next to her. She smiled again. I ignored her again. But I felt she pouted this time. Ugh. Oh, well.
So I began a serious tune-up for the body—a brisk walk at 3.0. I could sense she was impressed as she increased her speed. So I decrease mine to 2.0.
"I don't think that can go any lower." Then, suddenly, the vagina speaks to me from out of the blue. She then chuckles. Ugh. Laughing at my unique way of tuning my shit up?
"Ugh. I'm a meat-eater. Not a tree humper." I replied.
She hits stop on the machine and turns to me, and blurts out, "Excuse me?"
"I'm not a teacher. You don't have to ask me that. But for argument's sake, you're excused." I said. She didn't answer but kept staring and giving me creepy vibes.
There was a long awkward pause.
"This is unbelievable." The vagina speaks again. "I thought this would be the only gym that wouldn't have assholes like you in it."
"Ugh. Cringe." I assured her while continuing to neglect her. But she was poking my nerves, so I hit stop and face her. "What up."
She fastly scanned down my chest but quickly back to my eyes. "I'm not a tree-humper."
"Grinder - whatever your species call it."
Her eyes travel back down my chest, this time, to end at my groin. She blinks then stares at me some more. "This is new."
I scanned her body conspicuously and said, "But you're not."
Shock sweeps across her face. "You aren't either," she says as her head slightly wobbles side to side.
"Ugh." This woman thinks she's some majesty. But I'm not the servant kind of guy.
"Ugh. Exactly."
"Fine. You win." She defeated me.
"As I always do."
"Enjoy your workout," I said and headed back to the bench. I wasn't about to chase something so confrontational such as that. But moments later, she's now standing beside me as I'm pushing the barbell up. I rest it on the rack and glance over at her looking up. "Okay. What am I doing wrong now?"
"Nothing. No gym rule says I can't stand here."
"Do you wanna give this a shot or something?" She gazes over at the multiple plates, and her eyebrows raise.
"Does it look like I can lift them?" She steps back so I can see her body.
"Ugh. Push them, not lift." I corrected her and looked away, and decided to end this workout day due to a stalky vagina trying to tyrannize me. "Whatever. I'm out of here." Usually, I'll get in some calisthenics to strengthen my endurance but not today. I was being bullied.
I traipsed into the men's locker room to retrieve my shit. I then hear the door open and close and...son-of-a-bitch. It's her.
She stands there gawking at me in the foyer of the men's locker room.
"I'm pretty sure you're in the wrong place here," I said.
"No. I'm where I belong."
Jeepers creepers! This woman was giving off serious cringes. I grab my bag and head toward the door exit. She steps over into my path, blocking my departure.
"Ugh. Okay, what's your problem now? I feel as if you're invading my space here."
She doesn't say anything at first and looks down at my crotch, making me feel uncomfortable and violated. Then, finally, she looks back up at me and says, "Fuck me."
"Or what?" I stick out my chest in a brave alpha way.
"Or I'll hurt you."
"Fine," I wasn't about to be humiliated into a big pussy and allow this woman one-third my size to beating me up in the locker room. So I did what any man would have done.
"And you better fuck the shit out of me," she agonizes me and begins scooting her spandex bottoms off. "Do it right...you'll be free to go."
"So be it." I hurried my shit down, and as I was about to stroke him to get this party started, she's already grabbing him. Pulls me by the dick to a bench in front of the lockers. She lets go and turns, bends down, and touches her hands on the floor. I look down at her vagina. It's a bald eagle glistering from her moisture, ready to be plunged into more juices.
"Excite her first," she commanded. I didn't want to argue with my assaulter, so I sat on the bench, clenched her waist, brought her in front, began churning her pussy.
I'm clinging her hair from behind and slamming her angry vagina into a bliss of happiness shortly later.
I destroyed it.
She then allowed me to leave as she tremored against the lockers massaging her vagina. Ugh, fucking perverts. I reminded myself and headed to Arby's for a couple of triple beef and cheddars.
The end.
