I Met him at the Gym and I couldn't Stand the Urge to Fuck

I met him at the gym, and I couldn't stand the urge to fuck him. He had the most perfect body, all muscles and no fat. I was sure he was the kind of guy who knew how to make a woman feel like a queen in bed. But I wasn't expecting him to be so eager to please. He took control, and I let him. We started with a passionate makeout session, his strong hands exploring every inch of my body. I could feel his desire growing, and mine too. He teased me with his tongue, driving me wild. But he knew I wanted more. He laid me down on the gym floor and started with a slow, deep kiss before moving down to my breasts. I moaned as he took one of my nipples into his mouth, sucking and licking until I was panting for more. He didn't disappoint. He moved lower, his tongue tracing a path down my stomach until he reached my most sensitive spot. I gasped as he started to lick me, his tongue moving in circles, driving me closer and closer to the edge. I couldn't hold back any longer, and I came hard, my body shaking with pleasure. But he wasn't done with me yet. He flipped me over and bent me over the gym bench, entering me from behind with a strong, deep thrust. I let out a scream as he filled me completely, and he started to move, his hips slapping against my ass as he fucked me hard. I could feel every inch of him, and it felt incredible. He reached around and started to rub my clit, sending me spiraling into another orgasm. He kept going, his thrusts becoming more intense, until I felt him swell inside me. I knew he was close, and I wanted to feel it. He pulled out and came all over my back, his hot cum dripping down my skin. I turned around and smiled at him, knowing we were going to have so much fun together.