Some of our male readers felt Imaginations part 1 & 2 focused only on the imaginations and fantasies  of women. So today, I am going to try to center this erotica on the imaginations and fantasies of the male readers.

Shall we begin?

I want you to imagine that you are in a hi-tech gym, doing your usual routine workout. You can feel the buildup of sweat all over your body, your muscles are being stressed beyond their limits, and you can feel them getting tensed. Sharp pains are hitting all over your body and you are about to call it quit for the day.

Just as you are about to put away the instruments of your work out, your crush walks in. She is the neighborhood hottie you have been noticing every time you come to the gym. Although you haven’t said anything to her because you are still planning your moves and the perfect timing, you cannot resist staying back to watch her as she uses the treadmill.

Just looking at her gets you refreshed, and it seems like all the intense pains you were feeling earlier had vanished. You’ve asked around about her, so you know her name is Vanessa. She is five feet and five inches tall. She is fair in complexion, and her skin tone compliments her slender modest form. Although she is not very busty, but for you, her bust is the perfect size and you wish that you could see more through her sport bra. Her ass is well formed and firm and most time it takes a lot of self-control for you not to grab her.

It seems like she has also noticed you, and as soon as you both make eye contact, she becomes carried away and trips off the treadmill. You seize the opportunity and rush to her, holding her by her waist, to help her regain her stability. You can feel her soft, smooth skin which you’ve always longed to feel.  She has her back to you, so her ass is very close to your groin, and your manhood is trying to react.

Suddenly she turns around, and her breasts are much closer to you than you could have ever imagined.

To be continued…..



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