E R Sex Or Both by GJ My Mistress decided to work out that night in the home gym. She lay back on a bench to press some weights, while he stood nearby to watch her, making sure she didn't see me.. And wouldn't you know it, within moments she was off the weight machine and heading over towards the speed bag. Boom, boom boom, away she went, a regular power house. He was so in awe of her boxing skills. He continued to watch her for many minutes, being sure to stay in the shadows, getting hot just seeing her in her tight workout outfit, skimpy shorts and a sports bra. After several moments of her on the speed bag she moved over to the punching bag. And really began to hit that. HARD. HARD. Over and over again. Almost like she was taking out her frustrations. He could hear her grunting with each hit. He was actually getting turned on watching her work out like this. He decided to sneak over to her. So he quietly came up behind her..and she immediately turned out and punched him in the stomach. And then again.."What the hell, My Powerful Mistress?" He asked. "I knew you were there all the time, so I figured I'd turn you into the punching bag. You like?" She asked. Gasping for breath," Yeah, I do, but why did you hit me? What did I do to you? "He asked. "Nothing, but I wanted to give you something to remember me by..and you always like my boxing skills ... ..so thought I'd give you a direct demonstration. Want some more?" She asked with a smirk. "No thanks. Don't think my stomach can handle it." "Ok, no problem. Think you can stand up now?" She asked. He stood up and without warning she took 2 shots at his jaw. Whack. !!!! whack!!! Then 2 more shots. His head snapped back, and when he straightened up the jaw was a bit crooked. "What the hell, My Jawbreaker?" He asked. "You already asked me that, babe." Shelley reminded him. " I said I couldn't take anymore. " "That was your stomach babe, this was your jaw. I thought you were tough. Guess not. Maybe we should go to The ER hospital?? They have great doctors..as you know" She inquired, as she touched his lopsided jaw. Backing up, "I think I'll stay away from you. I can't take any more broken bones." "Ahh poor baby and here I had big plans for you tonight." "You did?" He asked, intrigued by the look on her face now. It was no longer "angry" looking like when she was at the punching bag. It was bright and alive now. And a little bit mischievous. "What did you have in mind?" He asked. Approaching him with a twinkle in his eye, "well ... ... .ever done it in a gym?" He forgot all about his crooked, aching jaw, and Operating Rooms ... ."that's a personal fantasy of mine" he told her. "Well be prepared to be blown away ... and I mean that literally." "Should we get a little more comfortable?" she said, moving toward the bench once again. "Definitely, let's," he answered. Already shoeless, he yanked off his socks, pulled off his shirt, unsnapped his pants and quickly pushed them down, no easy trick considering the hard-on that was already forming. "You're so quick," she said with a smile as she pulled her sports bra off. "I hope you slow down a bit later on." "No problem," he said, watching her take off her workout shorts, and then she strolled right next to him, who put his arm around her. "So, let's see if you're enjoying this," she said slyly as her hand crept down his belly, then reached into his underwear. Beginning to stroke his very hard cock, Shelley said, "Yep, we have proof that this works for you." "Okay, and why don't we check on your reaction," he said as he slid his hand into his Mistress's panties, through her pubic hair, his middle finger running along her slit until it reached the bottom... and found a very warm, very wet, very open hole. Dabbing the finger just barely inside, he said, "And I think it's working for you, too." Then he slid his now wet finger back up the slit, and began to lightly trace circles around her clit. Her response was a very pleased "Mmmmm." They helped each other out of their underwear, so they now sat fully naked, and both very aroused, playing with each other, while they sat on the bench . She continued to fondle his cock, sometimes with a firm grip, other times just tickling it and his balls. He alternated between putting a finger inside her pussy, and lightly massaged her clit In fact, they were both heating up pretty quickly. She was really stroking him forcefully now, and with this added stimulation, hefelt himself beginning to build toward an orgasm. But he wasn't ready for it yet. "Whoa, you mind slowing down there a second?" he gasped to her. Mistress released her grip on him, but there was no question she was full-steam-ahead on the orgasm track. Her legs were spread as wide as possible now, as he continued massaging her clit. Her hips began to rock with his rubbing, as little tingles of electricity began to shoot through her loins. Her breathing grew heavier, and she let out unconscious little "oohs," every few seconds as the pressure continued building. He focused his attention on her, as she continued to moan, her hip rocking became more forceful, her eyes lost focus, and with a series of little grunts, she finally exploded in orgasm, all the pressure turning into pleasure as it flowed throughout her body, and her slave was moving two fingers into her pussy so she'd have something to clamp down on as the muscles inside went into spasm. "Whew," said his Muscular, sweaty Mistress after several moments, having finally caught her breath, "I don't usually come that hard from just a finger." "Well now that we've gotten things rolling, you want me to shut this off?" he asked. "No, no, now it's your turn," she said, changing positions toward his hard cock. Taking his rod in her hand, she began to plant gentle kisses on its head. Then she gave it little licks. Then she engulfed the head in her mouth, swirling her tongue all around. She allowed extra saliva to accumulate, and used it as a lubricant for her hand that she began to pump up and down and twist on his aching cock. She looked up from her work, She said. "Enjoy it." He wasn't going to argue, so he turned his attention to her while she turned her attention to his cock.. He forgot all about his jaw and his aching stomach, after her jabs. He managed to get her attention, she began to do to Paul exactly wanted. She sucked. She licked amd ran her tongue down the length of his cock and began to lick his balls,. "Yeah, yeah, do that too," He gasped. as she adjusted her position so her pussy faced back at him, then slid her free hand down and began to twiddle herself. He couldn't believe the way his senses were being overloaded. The incredible pleasure Mistress was giving his cock, and now his gorgeous babe wide open just inches from him, her fingers spreading her pussy lips and prodding her clit. The pressure was really building for him, and he was fighting to hold back. She kept sneaking peeks at him, seeing how aroused he was, and found herself heating up all over again. Sparks were once more emanating from her clit, were really turning her on. "God I hope I come soon," the Slave gasped, his hips now rocking slightly. "Me too," And just it was like a dam bursting open for both Mistress and Slave. The come in his rod released, shooting powerfully from his cock in rhythmic bursts, sending pleasure waves up his torso and down his legs. She too was almost knocked over by the orgasm that engulfed her, grunting as her body tensed, then letting out a huge sigh as it relaxed. It had come on her so quickly - she had never climaxed twice in short period of time. Both out of breath, they snuggled back together. They were so spent . "We've still got one more thing to do," she said with a smile. Then, lightly touching his slowly deflating cock, she added "And I expect this guy to be up and ready." Slave just smiled and shook his head. They continued manually play with each other for a few moments, until he started to lick his way down her Powerful body toward her pussy as she lay back on the bench. No small feat, considering how narrow it was.. "Wait, I've got an idea," she said. She turned around and positioned herself on all fours, her hands and knees on the bench, it was a narrow fit, considering the width of the bench. Within seconds he was behind her, pushing his cock into her tight, but wet pussy. "damn, you are so fucking tight in this position." He grunted. She pushed back towards him, while at the same time squeezing her inner muscles as he slammed into her, while he gripped her hips tightly to get leverage. In. Out. Fucking her hard. Grunting. Groaning. He could feel the pressure building in his cock so he increased the speed, slamming into her harder. Deeper. Faster. She was so fucking wet, it was drenching his cock as he fucked her brains out. Grunts, groans, He could feel her pussy starting to spasm, so he pistol fucked her until she came, all over his cock. And she screamed, "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh..oh my god. Oh fuck, fuck fuck. Don't stop. Don't' stop. More more ughhhhhh." He gave her more until he couldn't take it anymore and he exploded too. Drenching her insides with his jism. He gripped her hips even harder as the orgasm roared thru his body, and then he collapsed against her back. How she managed to stay on the weight bench was amazing. She was so knocked out she couldn't hold herself upright, and collapsed forward onto the bench. He was only too happy to have her close, so he could hold her tightly against him. Their heads next to each others, they lay still, catching their breaths. It was a couple minutes before she even reached up and lightly ran her fingers through his black hair. "Whew," he finally said, "this gym was a great investment. " "yeah. It's great exercise..isn't it??" she laughed. "It's the best workout I've ever had." "and you know what I completely forgot about going to the ER. I think my jaw will be ok." "oh you think that, do you?? GET UP!!. We are going for a couple rounds with the speed bag and the punching bags and then we'll see if you think you need to make that trip. " Hours later the doctors at the ER asked him. " Somebody really did a number on your face. What guy did this to you?" they inquired. "guy? It was my Muscle Mistress." "buddy. You better learn how to defend yourself. Or else you are gonna have more crooked jaws and more broken bones. That woman of yours is one tough lady." "I know" he muttered..as he swallowed the pain killer needed to dull the pain from his battered body. But her "treatment" was the best relief I've ever had ... and I'd do it again in a heartbeat.