hold my [f22] hand tight while my personal trainer is balls deep in me

Finn was my boyfriend. He was twenty-seven years old and a quiet, slightly unsporty guy who spent most of his days at a desk. He liked cooking for me and helping me whenever I felt stressed. We had been together for almost two years. He was always sweet and reserved and never tried to be the center of attention.

Jax was my personal trainer at the gym. He was thirty years old, extremely well-built and had a very confident, dominant energy you noticed the moment he walked into a room. He spoke loudly, laughed deeply, and moved as if everything already belonged to him.

Three weeks ago I had secretly booked a few private sessions with Jax because I wanted to get properly fit again. Finn knew about it and thought it was good that I was doing something for myself. After the third session I came home and carefully told Finn about my fantasy.

We were lying in bed and he was still a little sweaty from our own attempt at sex. In the last 2 months he never really got to bring me to an orgasm. So he knew I needed something else sooner or later. „Finn…would you be okay if we get someone else to at least bring me to an orgasm? I know it’s a huge step but I rea-“ before I could finish he already put his finger to my mouth and nodded slowly.

„I know you deserve better and need someone to give you what you want. Who are you thinking?“ he asked in a quiet but polite tone.

I invited Jax the next day after training. I told him straight what Finn and I had been talking about. Jax was shocked at first but after a few seconds toning out he just grinned broadly and said, “This is going to be interesting. I will come over.”

Last night it finally happened.

We had turned our living room into a small home gym. Yoga mats covered the floor, a few dumbbells stood in the corner, and the lights were dimmed. Jax arrived in sport shorts and a tight tank top as if he had just come from the studio.

Finn was already sitting on the sofa and looked uneasy. He held a water bottle tightly and kept glancing at the floor.

“Finn,” I said in a calm but firm voice. “Stand up and take off all your clothes first. Then sit on that chair and watch while Jax and I get started. You are not allowed to touch yourself yet.”

Finn’s face turned bright red but he obeyed. He stripped quickly and sat naked on the wooden chair with his hands on his knees. Jax stepped onto the mat, pulled me against him, and kissed me hard while his hands roamed over my body. He peeled my sports top and leggings off himself, leaving me naked in front of both of them.

Jax laid me down on my back on the mat and climbed between my legs. He pushed his shorts down and his thick, long cock sprang free. Finn stared at it with wide eyes.

“Tell me what you see, Finn,” I called over to him while Jax rubbed the head of his cock against my wet entrance. “Be honest and loud enough for both of us to hear.”

Finn’s voice shook. “He is… much bigger than me, Emmy. Thicker and longer. I look tiny next to him.”

Jax chuckled and slid into me in one slow, deep push. I moaned loudly and arched my back. “That is right, baby,” I gasped. “Feel how he stretches me already. This is what I have been missing.”

Jax started thrusting steadily, building a strong rhythm. The wet slap of his hips against mine echoed through the room. After a minute I looked at Finn again. “Now you may start stroking yourself, but only very slowly. Edge that pathetic little cock for us. Do not cum. If you feel it coming, you stop and say ‘I am at the edge’ out loud.”

Finn wrapped his hand around himself and began slow, careful strokes. His breathing grew ragged while he watched Jax fuck me harder.

I reached down and spread my legs wider. “Jax, flip me over. I want to ride you now.” Jax lay on his back and I straddled him reverse cowgirl so Finn had a perfect view from the chair. I sank down onto Jax’s cock and started bouncing, my ass rippling with every drop. “Finn, crawl over here,” I ordered. “Kneel right behind me and spread my cheeks so you can see exactly how deep he is going inside me and how my pussy grips on this huge one.”

Finn dropped to his knees and used both hands to pull my ass open. His face was only inches away from where Jax’s thick shaft disappeared into me over and over.

“While you watch, I want you to lick my asshole,” I told him. “Get it nice and wet for Jax. Show him how grateful you are that he is fucking me properly.”

Finn hesitated only a second before his tongue pressed against my tight hole. He licked in shy circles at first, then more eagerly as I rode Jax faster. Jax groaned in pleasure and thrust up into me. “Damn, your boyfriend really is a natural at this,” Jax laughed loudly. “Look at him back there licking your ass like a desperate little puppy while I stretch your pussy. Hey Finn, does it taste better when a real man is balls-deep in your girl?”

Finn whimpered against me but kept licking. I reached back and took Finn’s free hand in mine, squeezing it gently for a moment. “It is okay, baby,” I whispered. “Hold my hand if you need support. I know this is a lot for you.”

Jax noticed and smirked. “Aw, how cute. The little cuck needs to hold hands for emotional support while his girlfriend gets properly fucked. Keep holding her hand, Finn, but don’t stop licking. I want to feel your tongue working while I ruin her for you.”

I smiled and looked back over my shoulder. “Talk to Jax, Finn. Tell him why you are licking me right now. Use full sentences.”

Finn pulled his tongue back just enough to speak, his voice muffled and broken. “I am licking your ass because I want you to enjoy Jax more than you ever enjoyed me. His cock is stretching you so good and I just want to help.”

Jax laughed even louder and gave my ass a hard slap. “That is pathetic, dude. You are literally holding your girlfriend’s hand for comfort while licking her asshole so I can fuck her better. What kind of man does that? Keep going, loser. Make sure it is nice and slippery for me.”

How fucking good this sounds out of his mouth. I rode harder and felt my orgasm building faster and faster. “Do not stop licking, Finn. When I cum I want your tongue right there the whole time.” My orgasm hit me like a wave. I cried out and clenched hard around Jax while Finn kept licking desperately and squeezing my hand tightly. Two seconds later Jax gripped my hips and unloaded deep inside me with long, powerful spurts. I felt him pulsing and filling me until it started leaking out around his cock.

I lifted off Jax slowly. Still holding Finn’s hand, I turned to him. “Now clean him first. Take his whole cock in your mouth and suck every drop of me and his cum off it. Do it slowly so you can taste everything. And keep holding my hand the whole time.”

Finn crawled forward, still gripping my hand, and wrapped his lips around Jax’s spent cock. Okay that turned me on more than I thought before…He sucked gently, swirling his tongue all around the shaft and head while Jax leaned back on his elbows and watched with a smirk. It looked like he has done it before.

Jax looked down at him and shook his head. “Holy shit, you are actually sucking my cock while holding your girlfriend’s hand. That is next-level cuck shit right there. How does another man’s cum taste, Finn? Be honest.”

Finn pulled off for a breath, still squeezing my fingers. “It tastes like both of you mixed together. Salty and sweet. I… I like it.”

When Jax was completely clean I lay back on the mat and spread my legs. “Now come clean me. Suck all of his load out of my pussy while you edge yourself again. But remember, no cumming yet. And do not let go of my hand.”

Finn buried his face between my thighs, still holding my hand tightly, and began licking and sucking deep inside me. His tongue pushed in and out, chasing every thick drop while his other hand stroked his own leaking cock in slow, tortured strokes. He whimpered and shook as he fought the urge to finish. Jax watched the whole thing and chuckled.

“Look at that sad little scene,” Jax said mockingly. “Holding hands like a couple on a date while you eat my cum out of her. You are never going to satisfy her again after this, are you, Finn?”

Finn only moaned against me in response.

When I was finally satisfied I patted his head. “Good boy. You did everything exactly as I asked and you did not spill a single drop.”

I pulled Jax down onto the mat beside me and cuddled against his chest. Finn stayed kneeling at the foot of the mat, still holding my hand, his face shiny with tears, cum, and my juices. His cock was purple and throbbing but still denied.

I smiled at him and said softly, “Next week we are doing this again. But this time after my training session I want you to wait in the car outside the gym. When we come out I am going to ride Jax in the backseat while you drive us around the block and watch everything in the rearview mirror. Would you like that, baby?”

Finn’s voice came out hoarse and completely broken.

“Yes, Emmy.”