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A Very Personal Trainer

Wires get very crossed when a personal ad is answered.

By Lexi LlovesPublished 6 years ago 10 min read
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David sat in the library waiting for his new gym partner – he’d placed an ad on his college notice board and luckily some poor soul had agreed to be his personal trainer.

"Hello, are you in there?" a distinctly feminine voice asked from outside the library.

"Yeah I'm here," David responded. It had to have been Emily who just showed up. She walked through the library, following her instincts to guide her through the stacks to David.

"Hey, I’m David” he said as they finally met up. The library was quite big, and it took a while to walk all the way through.

"E-Emily. Or Slave, whichever you prefer."

David looked Emily up and down critically; she seemed to be flustered and out of breath; David could hear her heart beating from a short distance away. He wondered what she was thinking about that could get her so flustered.

"I'll be down in a sec. Just need to catch my breath." Emily replied, strained. Somehow her heart-rate and breathing pace managed to increase, even though she wasn't exerting herself in any way.

"Alright," David acquiesced as he made his way out of the library. Something wasn’t quite right.

A few minutes later, realising that he had forgotten his coat, he stepped back in, only to be greeted by the most erotic sight he had ever seen in his eighteen years.

Emily was writhing and moaning on the floor, one hand cupping her bra-clad breasts, the other deep into her panties, pushing in and out of her pussy and rubbing her clit simultaneously. Her shirt had long been torn off her body; similarly her pants, a smooth pair of jeans, was lying on the floor beneath her. She was so caught up in her own world, moaning "Master, oh Master!” that she didn't even realise he had re-entered the room.

"Ahem," David cleared his throat, trying to do the honourable thing and notify her of his presence. He didn't want the miss to end, but it felt wrong.

Emily finally snapped out of it long enough to see that the object of her affections was standing right in front of her, his erection obvious. She seemed torn between darting away and approaching him, finally deciding to do the latter.

"Master, Master please. Please fuck me, I need it so bad. I need it, I need you. Please, Master, please," Emily said, approaching him on her hands and knees, crawling over to him.

David couldn't think, much less act; he had gone into a state of shock. Not even realising this, Emily continued.

"Master, I'll make it worth your while. I'll do everything you ask me to, like a good little slut. Don't you want me?" she asked, starting to cup and rub her tits slowly and sensually, putting on a show for him.

He knew at that moment she must’ve been expecting someone else... maybe she’d responded to the wrong advertisement. It wouldn't be right to take advantage of Emily in this state, but his cock was already rock-hard, and like any teenage boy, when an incredibly hot girl brought herself on her knees and begged to be taken, how could he say no?

Seriously, there was no way for him, physically, to say no to Emily as he saw her rubbing and touching herself. Even his willpower had limits, and he couldn't control himself.

"What do you want me to do, David?" Emily asked. "I'll do anything you want me to do. Do you want me to call you master? I bet you'd like that, being called master, master. I'll be a good slave for you master, please let me, please."

David’s cock twitched at the thought of Emily calling him master. He was going to hell for this, but what the hell? Since Emily seemed so willing, why not indulge her. And himself.

"Slave, come here," David ordered. Emily instantly scampered, still on her hands and knees, to her new master, who didn't exactly know what to do in this situation. This prompted Emily to speak up.

"Does master want a nice blowjob before we continue to the main course? I've never done it before, but I'll do anything for my master." Emily said.

David gulped, and nodded, not expecting this out of all situations. He'd heard about what a blowjob was from some of the louder-mouthed boys in his dorm, but couldn't fathom the thought of actually having his dick in a girl's mouth.

Emily gently bit on David’s zipper, pulling it down before unbuttoning his pants with a dexterous trick with her mouth. She followed by pushing down his pants with her hands, allowing him to step out of them before pulling down his boxers with her mouth, unveiling a seven inch hard cock.

She slapped herself with it a couple of times, revelling in the moment before engulfing his cock head in her mouth, rubbing the base of the shaft up and down.

Later on, David would realise that Emily was not very skilled at giving head at the time; though the things she would do to him later on were quite mind-blowing. But for now, David in his inexperience, was incredibly turned on by his new slave’s actions. Her bobbing back and forth seemed to satisfy a primal need within him.

Emily continued forward, with every bob pushing herself deeper and deeper onto his cock, which was now practically throbbing in excitement. Remembering what she had read earlier about the proper blowjob technique, she used one hand to rub the shaft, the other cradling his cum-filled balls.

Seeing Emily go deeper and deeper gave David an idea.

"Slave," he panted, as the wonderful job she was doing prevented him from focusing fully on the conversation at hand. "You said that I could do anything to you, does that truly mean anything?" he asked.

She moaned around his cock, the sensation so pleasant that he had to hold back from releasing his cum right then. He wanted to try something first.

"Okay, get ready," David warned before grabbing the back of her head through her long blonde hair and pulling her onto his cock, forcing it down her throat slowly, and then back up out of her throat. He could tell that Emily was doing her best not to cough and gag, but couldn't help let out a small cough as his cock exited her throat.

Another part of David awoke, a part of him that was so sick of being the good guy that everybody else expected. Screw that, he thought with a grin. There was a woman who was clearly enjoying bringing him off, and he shouldn't take advantage of it? Of course not! Besides, maybe this girl really was a slut. She introduced herself as “Slave” after all.

So with a sudden plunge, David thrust his cock back into Emily’s throat, at a faster pace this time, but still rather slowly. He continued fucking her face faster and faster, revelling in the sensation. Truly nothing had ever felt this good in his life, and her coughs, gags, and moans were just spurring him on, bringing him closer to his eventual finish.

"Mmmm, this is so good," David moaned.

"Mmmmphwaktat," Emily moaned and coughed, her lips stretched around his cock.

David continued for a while, but feeling closer, he decided to let go of the slut who continued bobbing on his cock, now trying to get it into her throat without his assistance, grabbing him by his ass and pulling him further into her mouth.

"Slave, I'm cumming," He warned.

She immediately backed up off his cock, keeping the head in her mouth, but only barely. Her hands continued stroking his cock and rubbing his balls at a faster pace this time, as she prepared herself for his inevitable blast inside her mouth.

With a roar he unleashed his cum inside her mouth, filling her to the brim with only two shots of the sticky cum. He could immediately sense her distress of his taste, but it was only her utter devotion to him that forced her to start swallowing his cum at a quick pace. Wanting a pleasant view to look at, he pulled out of her mouth, and released the next shot on her face, covering it in white. He then aimed the next two shots at her bountiful bra-clad tits, the nipples so hard that they threatened to break the fabric of the bra. Finally, wanting to mark her as his permanently, he pushed her down and sent the sixth and seventh shots directly into her hair.

When he was done, he took a step back to admire his work. Emily looked like the perfect sex doll, absolutely covered in cum. Great dollops were dripping down her hair, and her entire face and tits had a thick layer of cum on them.

Rubbing her eyes so that she could see, Emily turned back to David, a small smile gracing her face.

"Did I please you, master," she innocently asked, batting her eyelashes at him. "I tried my best to be a perfect slave for you. Now will you fuck me? Please master, please!"

David’s cock instantly hardened at the thought of plowing in the blonde bombshell, as she took it into her mouth again, getting it ready for the next task.

"Of course I'll fuck you, slave," he responded contritely.

He swiped a desk clear, flung her onto it and removed her bra and panties, exposing her tits to the world. David couldn't help but stare at the juiciest paid of tits he had ever llaid eyes upon.

Giggling slightly at his expression, "Would you like to fuck them, master?”

"Maybe later, slut," he responded, cupping a breast in each of his hands. She moaned, and it might have just been David's imagination, but he could have sworn that they got slightly bigger.

"Alright, slave, for now, let's stick to the fucking," he said. He gave his cock a couple of strokes before roughly shoving it into Emily’s pussy, breaking her resistance in one go. Noticing her displeasure and pain, he decided to stop, and let her slowly adjust to having a cock in her for the first time. Instead he settled for kissing her and fondling her nice, juicy tits, and marvelling at the fact that he was inside a girl for the first time in his life.

"Please master," Emily said, "Fuck me to your heart's content. I don't care if it hurts me, as long as you're happy."

Taking that as a cue to keep going, he plunged back in, slowly at first but then pistoning in faster and faster. Emily’s moans of pleasure egged him on, and her beautiful bouncing boobs gave David an amazing view to fuck to.

It wasn't long until he was close to cumming; Emily had already cum twice. Realising with a start that they had no protection, he pulled out to her immense disappointment, before stroking his cock quickly, and cumming, painting her stomach, breasts, face, and the top of her hair along with a bit of the desk, for the second time that day.

"Keep that look Slave," he commanded. "I want to mark you with my scent."

"Yes master," she replied, rubbing in the cum onto her body.

David pulled his pants back on and strode out of the library, leaving Emily naked and covered in his hot cum spreadeagled across the library desk.

“I should advertise for a personal trainer more often" he thought with a smirk.

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Lexi Lloves

Twenty-something redhead, dog breeder, dog exhibiter, dog Mum (seeing a pattern here?), cross-stitcher, tablet-weaver, scientist, loner, geek, manager, chronic yo-yo dieter, and finally dreamer!

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