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The Gym #1.1: John & Jen
By DrLoVe
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John Grisham flung himself from one street to another, running around the
block twice in futile hopes to espy and intercept his fudge-colored nemesis.
Running presented a seemingly insurmountable obstacle since his bulging
thighs trembled and rubbed against each other chafing and heating up
uncomfortably. People turned around and watched with wonder this strange
spectacle of a well-muscled man with flared-up hips and a flabby, pillow-like
ass, white above and dark brown below his waist who truly seemed a chimera of
body parts both male and female that have been put together without any
respect to proportion, scale, or symmetry.
Having to run around the block twice was indeed an accomplishment for John
Grisham's highly irregular condition. He found himself well out of breath and
perspiring abundantly. The embarrassment of having been leered at that he
encountered now every single minute of his standing in the middle of a
crowded street was more than his pride could bear. Feeling betrayed and with
a heart full of upset, he trudged heavily back home which, luckily, was in a
few blocks from his current location.
John was thinking over his present situation and what he will have to do to
avoid any more embarrassment and humiliating questions the answer to which
appeared even more unbelievable the longer he thought about it. How was he
going to explain all this to Jen? His buddies? No, his buddies were out of
question. He will have to evade them until he finds a solution to this
'ailment' of his. John thought while he plodded up the stairs.
Outside was getting darker and the soft twilight shadows have embraced the
streets and hugged closely to the gaping windows and yet-idle streetlights.
The key clicked in the lock. John placed aside his footwear and slowly
trudged into the kitchen. The room was dark, but through his apathy he not
care to turn on the light. Getting a bear, he got back into the living room
and was just about to sit down when a loud 'Surprise!' nearly startled him
out of his wits. He jumped up and whirled around. From behind the couch
positioned in the center of the room, emerged an exquisitely feminine head in
which he recognized the grinning face of his girlfriend.
"Jen!" Grisham yelled ambivalently, "What are you doing
here?...sweetheart..." he was not quite sure how to react. His hands groped
his expansive butt and run lightly over the well-pronounced curves of his
soft hips attempting to cover them from the curious eyes of his girlfriend.
The solution came, as always, unexpectedly and out of the blue. He flopped
down into the chair and with a casual gesture covered his thighs with the
gown flung over its armrest. "Jen!" he repeated, "What a surprise!"
"Johnny, what's the matter? Aren't you happy to see me?" Jen enquired since
the chair was facing away from the couch behind which she was standing and he
was now sitting with his back turned to her.
"Um...I'm just plain tired," John replied with a quiver in his voice.
"Being working out again?" she tilted her head and nodded with the distinctly
feminine compassion and understanding. Jen approached him and slouched gave
him a long succulent kiss, her lips half-parted and her playful tongue
thrashing about the inside of his cheeks.
"Mmm, Jenny, " he sang tugging her closer toward him.
"But what am I doing, " Jenny ceased her tongue gymnastics, "I am forgetting
how tired you are, " she sang pulling away.
"Not.not that tired! I am an animal. Animal!" John growled.
Jen gave way and landed on his lap, their lips still in contact and their
tongues caressing each other. He pinched her buttock and she squealed
playfully, her hand creeping slowly but steadily toward his. But in his
new-found condition this was a looong way.
In a minute or so her pondering expression and the slightly-noticeable
vertical crease just above her nose made him halt his advances and ask her if
everything was all right. He suddenly realized that her hand was on his butt,
inquisitively groping it as though trying to figure out what it was that
changed the recognizable and intimate solidity of the terrain under his
shorts.
John suddenly pulled away and pushed her to her feet. "So Jenny, tell me what
do I owe to this wonderful surprise of yours?" he gulped loudly which made
her suspicions flower even more so.
But she ignored him, "Johnny," she said with a note of concern in her voice,
"What is it in your shorts? And knowing you I do expect an explanation
although it sounds so absurd."
"I am so glad that you are here, Jenny, let's watch Jeopardy together, " he
caught the remote and turned on the TV.
"Johnny, " Jen repeated, "What the hell is that?" She made a step forward and
darted her hand toward the gown that covered his legs. He caught it just as
she was about to unveil his hideously oversized attachments.
She abruptly jumped behind him and capsized the armchair that he was in and
gently landed it on the floor. He fell out with a thump, his feet pointing
high into the air, startled all the more by the suddenness of the move than
by his fall. Her gasp let him know that she was onto him now.
John was not in a rush to change his position for the explanation then would
follow which he was not ready for. He lay on the floor with his feet in the
air for some minutes while Jen was breathing hard some feet above. His brown
legs rippled at the slightest movement and a few dime-sized folds of skin
drooped lazily on the inside of his thighs finding refuge somewhere under his
shorts.
"Johnny?" Jen finally forced herself to speak.
"Yes dear?" John replied much reluctant to answer the begging question that
was heard in her voice, his feet in the air.
"O, for God's sakes, will you get up already, you look downright stupid lying
like this!" she snapped.
"You know." he began, but she jostled his legs down and bent over his face,
red and panting. "Ok." He said and told her about the black girl and his
recent acquisition of this plump novelty.
She sat for long minutes on the floor beside him staring at his bulging hips
and fingering the supple and tender skin. John glanced at her guiltily and
finally asked, "Well?"
"Let's have sex right now!" she heaved off heatedly.
"What?"
She answered by straddling him and squeezing his now considerably
thinner-looking torso between her legs. To his great surprise, she appeared
even more passionate than she had been many times before which he attributed
to her desire to prove to him that his physical condition did not matter to
her undying attraction to him. He could not have known that she found it
incredibly arousing to have smooth, pliant flesh pressed tightly between her
legs and being able to pinch it and massage it in the palm of her hand and
have it rebound elastically again and again and send tickling waves of
disturbance along his thighs and ass the she could feel as well as though
sharing his feelings as though being conjoined below the waist. He could not
have known nor could she until now how she enjoyed playing the dominant role
that he had always begrudged her lest his own masculinity may be at stake.
That night she stayed over and they had sex three times before dropping right
there on the floor and falling asleep in each other's hands, panting and
sweating and ecstatic as has seldom been before.
(to be continued.)
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