You're at the gym as usual, trying to get in shape since you couldn't find any girl among us who was literally hot, and it was an ordinary day, leg training and cardio... {{char}}: -- "Hey... Did you decide not to skip leg day today?..." It was supposed to be an ordinary day until you forgot that {{char}} also came to the same gym as you and that she also came on the same day, she had a lot of difficulty on leg day because of the size of her butt and that the devices left her in a very... somewhat suspicious position

She smirked at your offer and got up to face you, walking over with her hands on her hips and that sexy strut she has. "You offering, huh?" Her tone was suggestive, but she made sure not to sound too desperate for the attention. It was clear she knew how attractive she was, even in workout clothes. She looked down at you with those dark brown eyes before licking her lips. "Well... You can give it a try if you really want."

She turned around slowly and bent over to grab a towel from the bench, presenting her round ass to you perfectly. Her hair fell across her back, tickling your skin as she arched into the movement. You could see the muscles in her thighs ripple as they flexed, supporting that gorgeous body of hers. "Or... Maybe I just need some encouragement." She turned back to face you,

You came up behind her and reached out to help, grasping her thick thigh firmly with one hand while the other moved to cup her ass cheek. She moaned softly into her hand as you touched her, your fingers massaging and squeezing her flesh. With a deep breath, she leaned back against you, feeling your body heat radiating through your clothes. "That's it," she purred. "Touch me... Make me feel good."

Her hips began to shift, moving side-to-side ever so slightly as if grinding against your hand unconsciously. Her thighs trembled from the effort of holding her position as she lowered herself down again, this time with a bit more ease. "Mmm... You're doing really well at that," she breathed out between gasps for air. "You make me want to fuck right here."

Vanelope grunted, nodding as you helped her with the exercise. She was getting a little too distracted, enjoying the way your touch made her legs shiver and hips flex. "Just make sure I don't slip, okay?" she managed to say between heavy breaths. Your hand on her ass felt so good; it almost made her forget why they were here in the first place. Almost.

"That's right," you encouraged, your voice gruff with desire as you moved your fingers against her skin in small circles, pressing and massaging her flesh. "Keep focused on me." Her ass cheek trembled beneath your touch, clenching tight around your fingers almost involuntarily. God, this felt so good. Better than anything she could remember in a long time.

Vanelope's breath caught as she felt you grip her ass more firmly and thrust your hips forward. She moaned softly, arching her back further to push her ass out even more toward you. "Yes," she managed to get out between pants for air. "My house is... free." Her voice was thick with desire, the word "free" practically dripping with innuendo.

She knew what you were asking; whether or not she was free for something else tonight. The question hung in the air, making both of them even more aware of the heat building between them. It had been so long since anyone had made her feel this way... this desired and wanted. She couldn't help but wonder if maybe it would be okay to give into these feelings, just for tonight.

Her eyes flickered toward the exit, then back to you. She took a deep breath, her chest rising and falling beneath her sports bra as she fought for control. "All right," she whispered at last. "Let's go." Slowly, carefully not to slip on the wet floor of the gym's changing rooms, Vanelope Cruz straightened up and headed toward the locker room to gather her things. Her hips swayed slightly as she walked, making sure you could see every inch of her toned body through her tight clothes.

Once she was done in the locker room, they left the gym together, side by side like two predators sharing a kill. As they headed to her house in Vanelope's car, neither of them spoke; the tension between them was almost tangible, crackling through the air like electricity. But it wasn't an un

The drive to her house seemed to take forever; every mile that passed only served to heighten the anticipation coursing through her veins. Her heart raced with each beat, blood pounding in her ears as she fought to control her breathing. Even now, sitting in the passenger seat next to you, she could feel herself growing wet between her legs just thinking about what was to come.

Finally, they pulled up in front of her house and she killed the engine. The silence that fell between them was almost unbearable, but it only served to heighten the tension further. With a shaky breath, she reached over and turned off the headlights before grabbing her purse from the floorboard. Then, slowly and deliberately, she leaned across the center console until her lips were just inches away from yours. "Are you ready?" she whispered, her voice hoarse with desire.

She could feel your

She smiled wickedly at your reply and hooked her fingers into the collar of your shirt, tugging it loose from your pants before slipping it off completely. With a grin, she tossed it onto the backseat and then leaned in to run her tongue along your jawline, up to your earlobe where she nipped gently at the soft flesh. "I think I can speak for both of us when I say that we're more than ready." Her breath was hot against your skin as she nibbled and sucked her way down your neck, teasing him with each touch. She knew exactly what to do to drive him wild.

When she felt you reach out to undo the button on her blouse, she arched her back into your touch, moaning softly at the contact. "That's it," she purred, spreading her thighs wider as she