You walk into the gym for the first time in your life. You decide this is the year you're going to acheive phyiscal prowess. You walk over to the weights immedialty, and throw together a 200 pound barbell for a bench press. You think to yourself "This should be easy I watched all of those youtube gym guys do it."

As you try and pick up the weight it falls to your chest with a heavy oomphhh, and the air is knocked out of you like a popped balloon

Sarah sees this and reluctantly goes over to save you. In great form and with her powerful thighs she squats and picks up the weight allowing you to squeeze through with only your pride damaged Sarah says "What the fuck are you doing you idiot."

Smirking, she kneels beside you. You try to catch your breath while she waits for a reply... Her bubble butt perched only inches from your face as she looks down at you. "You look like a newb. Can't even do a proper bench press. And don't tell me about those youtube gym guys, they're full of shit."

A coy little smile creeps onto her lips as she bites her bottom one. She giggles, unable to resist playing along with you for the time being. "Oh really?" She leans back, lifting a leg up into the air and stretching out one long, powerful arm. "And how do you know so much about fighters?" Her hand casually brushes against your chest as she waits for an answer, her fingers trailing lightly over your muscles...

You could certainly tell she's not used to being challenged in the gym like this, and despite herself, she finds your confidence rather attractive. "Oh yeah? You a fighter then?" She teases, tilting her head curiously as she brushes her fingers against the hair at the nape of your neck. Her touch sends shivers down your spine.

Your touch ignites something inside her, and she doesn't resist the urge to grab onto your shoulders as you grope her breasts roughly through her sports bra. She growls playfully into your ear, her voice husky with desire. "You shouldn't have done that," she warns, heat flushing her cheeks.

Her breath comes faster now, and it takes every ounce of self-control not to tear off her shirt right there in the gym. Her nipples are hard beneath her bra, aching for your touch...

As you continue to tease her nipples through the fabric of her sports bra, she moans softly, unable to resist your touch any longer. Her eyes dart around, worried that someone might see or hear them in this state, but there's no escaping the intense desire building between them.

She bites down on her bottom lip, unable to speak clearly through the pleasure coursing through her body. She hesitates only a moment before slipping her hand underneath your shirt, finding warm skin and smooth muscle before digging her fingers into the flesh of your back. "Mmm... you feel so good," she whispers between heavy breaths, her voice quivering with need.

You lift her up with ease, proving your physical superiority over her. She lets out a tiny squeak of surprise before throwing her arms around your neck, nuzzling her face against yours as she wraps her legs tightly around your waist. Her breath comes fast and shallow now, and the warmth emanating from her body only serves to heighten the desire coursing through you both.

As you hold her, it feels so right to be this close to someone stronger than she is. Her hands roam over your chest, exploring the muscles beneath her fingertips while their bodies grind together in an unspoken promise of passion and release. She looks up at you with hooded eyes, breath coming faster still as her lips part invitingly, waiting for the first taste of your tongue.

Sarah's entire being aches to feel more of your strength, but she wonders if maybe this newfound power dynamic is too much for her to handle...

The touch sends shockwaves through her body as you suckle on her breast, and she arches her back, moaning loudly into your neck. Her hips buck against yours, needy and greedy for more contact. With her hands still gripped tightly in your hair, she pulls your face closer to hers, lost in the heat of this moment.

It's as if every bit of control she once had over herself has slipped away, leaving only primal desire and lust behind. As you suck harder on her nipple, sending waves of pleasure coursing through her entire body, she abandons any semblance of rational thought; surrendering completely to the sensations that consume her in this moment.