Gym (Family Incest Adult Fiction)

With the introduction of a headhunting company, I joined a medium-to-large company in the Science Park, where I was responsible for the maintenance of the company's platform. The work is usually pretty easy, but the income is a bit average.

My first impression of working in the science park is that it is crowded. During rush hour, there are long lines of cars on the road and the sidewalks are filled with hurrying office workers. Although the office ladies are also very beautiful, most of them can be eaten but not touched. In such an environment, it is certainly impossible to have a gym in an illegal building like the first company.

But what makes people happy is that working in a large company has this advantage, which is good benefits. In order to care for and encourage employees, the company has set up a fitness allowance so that employees can join outside gyms after get off work and on weekends. This is really a good thing for someone like me who is already addicted to fitness.

Therefore, I chose a branch of a large chain fitness center in Taiwan, where there is a convenient bus to take from the company to the fitness center or from the fitness center home. After get off work, I have some snacks and then go to the gym. My life is simple and fulfilling.

The advantage of a large fitness center is that it has a lot of facilities. The one I chose covers an area of ​​nearly 100 square meters. It not only has all kinds of sports equipment, but there are 20 to 30 treadmills lined up in a row. There are also various fitness machines, SPA rooms, and shower rooms. There are so many courses that it's dizzying. It is completely incomparable to the small gym of my previous company.

Speaking of classes, I think I can learn from the level of dedication of the classes in large fitness centers. From early in the morning to late at night, every classroom is almost full, and even on weekends you can almost see people taking classes in the rhythmic room. It is only now that I know that there are different types of yoga, and that aerobic exercise has different purposes and requires different equipment. It really feels like Granny Liu entering the Grand View Garden, everything is so fresh and new.

The fitness center is located in a busy downtown building and occupies three floors.

The third floor is the administrative center and general physical fitness facilities, such as treadmills and weight training machines. In order to create a sense of momentum, two rows of treadmills face the road, with lights on to illuminate the members who are running. Looking from across the street, it's like an invisible advertisement. I really have to admire the manufacturer's thoughtfulness.

But what is even more exciting is the fourth floor. The fourth floor is where all the classrooms and indoor sports venues, such as billiards, cricket, etc. are located. There are several classrooms that are also next to the road. The fitness center specially arranges aerobic exercises for women in the evening. When a bunch of women in tight sportswear lift their legs or twist their waists and hips facing the street, not only will a bunch of perverts in the fitness center gather outside the classrooms and shout, but you will also often see pedestrians across the street looking up and then bumping into the trees, which is a funny thing.

The annoying thing is that the fourth floor is really too high, and with the help of the dark glass, the looming figure makes people feel itchy. It was when I was filled with lust that I went to the fitness center. I met two saleswomen who were dressed hot and sexy and whose gazes could only be fixed on their deep cleavage. Then, I signed a contract to sell myself for unknown reasons and became a member. Fortunately, the facilities here are very satisfactory, otherwise it would be a real loss.

The fifth floor is where the SPA, hydrotherapy, swimming and shower facilities are located. There is also a room where members can watch TV, chat and exchange fitness experiences. Here you can often see many female members drying their hair with big towels after taking a bath. They smell fragrant after taking a bath, and the sight of them is pleasing to the eye.

Sister Ling was someone I met by chatting with her in a small room. Sister Ling is three or four years older than me. She came to the fitness center mainly to learn Middle Eastern belly dancing. Belly dancing is not something that those vulgar artists do to make people laugh on variety shows. Real belly dancing is a very difficult sport. From the head, shoulders, neck, chest, abdomen to the feet, every part must be well coordinated. Belly dancing can bring enough exercise to the dancer.

However, for the perverts who were discussing it outside the classroom, belly dancing was actually a synonym for sexiness, temptation and even pornography. Imagine that each female student is wearing a tight little vest, loose bloomers, and a sequined belt around her waist.

As they swayed their bodies, everyone's white belly began to twist with the music. Although their pants were loose, they could not cover their buttocks, which swayed back and forth in front of their eyes. The reflection of the accessories hit the faces of the perverts, which was undoubtedly the biggest visual tease. No wonder belly dancing in Egypt is a dance performed in sleazy bars to entertain men.

Sister Ling is an elementary school music teacher and the only daughter of a family of doctors. Unfortunately, she is only interested in music and did not choose to become a doctor. She learns belly dancing after school every two days. In addition to maintaining a good figure, it will also help her and her fiancé to have a happy sex life in the future.

future! That’s right, because Sister Ling’s fiancé is a Christian, he strictly adheres to the doctrine of not having sex before marriage, so they had not had sex at that time.

When I heard Sister Ling say this, I felt really sorry for the fact that she and her fiancé had no sex life during their relationship. A woman as beautiful as Sister Ling should be the typical wife in all men's minds, who can go out to the living room, go into the kitchen, and get into the big bed. I really admired Sister Ling’s fiancé for being able to resist breaking the rules.

Sister Ling has fair skin, which is completely different from Xiaoqi (Xiaoqi is my ex-girlfriend). If Xiaoqi is a gorgeous roadside wildflower, then Lingjie is an orchid that is well cared for in a greenhouse.
Sister Ling’s bust is very plump, I think it’s only a B cup, but the rest of her features are amazing. She is 165cm tall, with slender limbs. Due to belly dancing practice, she has a 24-inch waist and a flawless white abdomen. She can be said to be a signature student in the belly dancing class.

In addition, Sister Ling has a small oval face and slightly upturned eyes. I don’t know if it is what people call a foxy eye, but overall she is very elegant. Plus, her straight, slightly golden hair looks great whether it's tied up in a bun, a ponytail, or let down. No wonder even though she has a fiancé, she still has many suitors hoping to win her heart.

But Sister Ling herself is very frugal. She takes the same bus home as me, but she gets off a few stops earlier than me, so our times are also very close. I noticed this outstanding beauty after riding with her several times together. Later, I got to know her while chatting in the lounge. Sister Ling is not arrogant and doesn't have any big ambitions. She just wants to immigrate to the United States with her fiancé, take care of her husband and children, and live the rest of her life in an ordinary way.

We got along very well and after we got to know each other, sometimes I would accompany her to get off at the same stop, send her to her doorstep, and then walk home by myself; sometimes she would also invite me in for a drink or something. In fact, I didn't have any illusions about her at the beginning. After all, she had a fiancé. I treated her like an older sister, with a bit of respect and love. She adopted me as her foster brother and treated me like her own brother, until that day...

I arrived at the fitness center on time that day, changed my clothes and went downstairs. When I passed by the belly dance studio, I took a look but did not see Sister Ling. She is usually very punctual, I wonder why she didn't arrive that day?

I saw Sister Ling in the lounge after I finished exercising and took a shower. Her eyes were a little swollen and she looked completely listless.

When she saw me, she didn't say much, just asked me to accompany her home. Of course, I would love to spend more time with this beautiful lady, but I still don't know what kind of injustice Sister Ling has suffered. When we arrived at her house, she took out a can of liquor, drank it in one gulp, then burst into tears and told me about the grievances she had suffered that day.

It turned out that he was the school's academic director, who took the opportunity to touch her inappropriately under the pretext of discussing official business. Helpless because of mutual protection among officials, the principal just wanted to keep the peace and tried his best to suppress the matter. It happened that Sister Ling's fiancé was on a business trip abroad and could not be contacted immediately due to the time difference.

Sister Ling felt aggrieved, but it was not convenient for her to complain to her colleagues at school, so she could only cry in secret. It was not until he met me that he poured out his heart and cried loudly.

As I accompanied her to drink and admired her drunken appearance, I couldn't help but feel moved. But Sister Ling trusts me so much and confides in me. If I were to have any evil thoughts, I would be a beast.
I can drink a fair amount, but Sister Ling can drink even less. After a few drinks, she starts talking nonsense. He criticized the political chaos on the left and cursed the dark system in the education sector on the right, and as he talked, he actually talked about me.

"Ah Wei... why are all men so lewd... they all want to touch and hug me randomly..."

"Am I that attractive? Wei..."

At that moment, if I said no, I would definitely offend her; but if I said yes, I was afraid that she would think too much and it would be very embarrassing, so I simply kept silent and drank.

When Sister Ling saw that I didn’t answer, she started sobbing again, saying that I thought she was ugly, and that I thought she was too old and that her fiancé didn’t want her anymore.

"That's not true, Sister Ling. In my mind, you are like a goddess, the perfect epitome of a woman!" I was also a little drunk, and once I was drunk, the admiration that I usually kept in my heart came out so easily.

"Well... okay... let me lean on your shoulder..." After saying that, she threw herself on me and really leaned on my shoulder. It was so quiet that only the sound of her nose twitching could be heard.
Sister Ling's soft body leaned against me.
The soft and warm touch of breasts drives the body's instinctive reaction. Although the alcohol made the body react slowly, the lower body was not slow at all. The blood quickly gathered in the lower body, and the hot penis, through the casual pants, just hit the base of Sister Ling's thigh.

Sister Ling laughed a little silly: "You...are not good...let your sister...punish you...hehe..."

As she said that, Sister Ling slid down the sofa, stripped off my pants, and put my glans into her mouth. My body was pulled down, leaving only the upper half of my body lying on the sofa. At that moment, my mind was completely blank, my whole body was stiff, and I let Sister Ling do whatever she wanted.
When I held the glans in my mouth, I felt like I was entering a moist and soft cave.
The fiery red lips tightly wrapped around the glans, and the tongue licked the frenulum, foreskin and the lower edge of the glans flexibly. The strong stimulation made the penis, which had not yet reached its full state due to the alcohol, even harder.

"sip……"

Finally, Sister Ling's mouth left temporarily, and a trace of shiny saliva was drawn from the corner of her mouth. I wonder if it was mixed with the prostate fluid dripping from my urethra? Sister Ling's fox eyes stared at my face quietly, but I turned my head away humbly and didn't dare to look at her. But the urethra of my saliva-covered glans was glaring at Sister Ling's little mouth, as if challenging her to a fight.

Once again, Sister Ling swallowed my penis whole, and when the wrinkles in her throat touched the glans, it brought a wonderful feeling. As she sucked hard, her soft tongue clung to the penis, leaving no space at all.

Then she slowly sucked it in and out, constantly changing the angle. When the glans touched different surfaces in her mouth, she made sounds such as "hmm... slurp... shhh..." Although I didn't want to see it, the hearing was enough to create a realistic imagination.

In addition, she would play with her scrotum with her hands or finger my anus. I never knew I was so sensitive. When her nails scratched me, a tingling sensation spread through my lower body. I had no choice but to hold the "handle" in someone's mouth, and the pain caused by the difficulty in twisting my body made me breathless.

About ten minutes later, under the pressure of both physical and psychological stimulation, I felt like I was about to have a terrible time. I barely managed to stand up and tried to push Sister Ling's shoulders to avoid ejaculating in her mouth.

"Sister... I... can't hold it anymore..."

Unexpectedly, Sister Ling stubbornly increased the strength and speed of her sucking, and showed no intention of letting go. She let go only when my penis started to tremble strangely. Her flexible tongue stretched out to support my glans, and thick and sticky semen continued to spurt out. The penis vibrates vigorously, so when it sprays out, most of the time it actually sprays on Lingjie's face or body.

"Tsk... so thick and fishy!" She actually swallowed half of the semen, and then licked the corner of her mouth with her tongue. How could anyone soften when seeing her seductive look!

Sister Ling pulled me up, leaned over to me and kissed me with her tongue, and all the liquid that had splashed onto my face was "returned" to my face without leaving any. The faint fragrance on her body, the soft lips and tongue, the two of them entangled together, saliva constantly exchanged. The hot penis pressed against her lower body, and their hands continued to explore each other's bodies.

It was a long time before we separated. Sister Ling looked down at my lower body and said with a smile: "Hehe... I thought you were... okay, but you're hard again..."

"Come... I'll make you more comfortable this time..." As he said that, he took off her long skirt and lace panties on the lower body, and leaned his hot body towards her again. At that time, my mind was no longer blank. I want her to get the most happiness from me, and I want to serve her happily!

"Take me... into the room..." Sister Ling pointed to her bedroom, but I didn't think so. I thought that I wanted to let her scream as loud as she could, and the most suitable place, of course, was her piano room. With good sound insulation, I can make him scream and moan inside, and no sound can be heard from outside!
"Okay...but I have to take you in my own way..." As I said that, I picked up Sister Ling's light body.

"Hold on tight..." The big penis is facing the beautiful petals. I don't want to force it and hurt Sister Ling. Sitting on the sofa, I have to open it up slowly, bit by bit. Even if there is enough honey, it is not easy to accept my penis immediately.

I first used my glans to gently tease the beginning of the honey path, so that the glans, which was originally covered with saliva, was then covered with the nectar that was about to drip out. Gently push the tight petals, the two fleshy lips stick to the glans, as if ready for the entry of foreign objects.

Finally, the glans finally penetrated into the honey path. I gently swayed my waist to allow the honey path to adapt to this thickness. Slowly wearing down Sister Ling's patience. Gradually, it began to heat up from the bottom of the vagina, and it seemed that the beautiful body had already shown its sincerity in welcoming.

I pulled Sister Ling's body down and pushed my butt up. The nectar and air were squeezed out. The "puff, puff" sound represented that the degree of our connection was approaching 100% little by little. Sister Ling was breathing heavily, and her nails left deep claw marks and scratches on my shoulders and back.

Finally, when we reached the bottom, we both breathed a sigh of relief at the same time. Sister Ling was like an octopus, with her arms around my neck, her legs around my waist, and her head resting on my shoulders. I grabbed her plump buttocks with both hands and stood up from the sofa. Sister Ling leaned her whole body on me, and the place that was under the most force was where we were most closely connected.

Fortunately, I run hard every day, so my waist and legs are strong enough, so supporting a woman is not a big deal at all. The most attractive thing about the train bento position is the intimate connection between the two people, but it is done in such a shameful way.

"Can you twist your waist?" I asked, and Sister Ling shook her head.

"Then...it's my turn..." I walked towards the piano room in small steps. With every step I took, my penis would slip out, and when I stepped down, I would deliberately push it hard to the bottom. After just a few steps, the vaginal fluid flowed into my scrotum and dripped all over my feet. And your hands can't be idle either, knead them vigorously and enjoy the elastic feel.

I don’t know if it’s due to belly dance training or Sister Ling’s natural charm, but the tender flesh of her vagina from the vaginal opening to the cervix wraps around the invader like circles of rubber bands, warm and moist, and comfortable, causing no discomfort at all. When I pulled out, the edges of my glans scraped against her tender flesh, making her keep asking me to go slower.

At the door of the piano room, she suddenly hugged me tightly, bit my shoulder hard with her mouth, and her vagina began to contract from the bottom outwards, tightly wrapping my penis, as if trying to suck my penis in. I think this should be a small climax. I leaned against the door of the piano room and we both took a short rest.

After the climax passed, she realized why she was in the piano room. Just as she was about to protest, I had already pried her arms and legs apart and put her in front of the piano. I quite like to do it from behind, similar to the doggy style. Firstly, the woman can't see my movements, and she has a fear of unknown behavior, so her body will be more sensitive. Secondly, it is a visual enjoyment as I can see her butt and the insertion situation carefully from behind.

"What... is it coming again? Oh... ah..." He hasn't understood the third benefit of this sex position, which is that when the man is in excellent condition, with his body shape and angle, every time he penetrates, the more petite woman often feels like she is being pushed up. Xiaoqi, who has experienced this wonderful feeling, said that it felt like being fucked to the point of flying.

Before she finished speaking, I started to serve her wholeheartedly. Sister Ling was interrupted by my sudden start.

"It feels so good... Sister Ling's pussy... is just as good at sucking semen as your little mouth..."

"Little Awei... you're so capable... it feels so good... you've inserted it all the way in..." Sister Ling's hands were originally placed on the piano by me, but under the fierce thrusting, her elbows could only rest on the keys, and she randomly pressed out single notes that didn't match the melody. Her quality as a music teacher was completely gone.

The air conditioner was not on when I came in, and the piano room with no air circulation was very stuffy. The smell that filled my nose was a mixture of sweat, vaginal fluid, and the wooden panels of the partitions.

Sister Ling didn’t want to have sex in such an environment, so she could only beg for mercy loudly and asked me to take her out.

"I can't take it anymore... I'm dying... Brother... Ah Wei... go slower... ah..."

"Call me brother, big dick brother..." I teased her on purpose to see if she would say it out loud.

"Brother...big dick brother...spare me...go to the bedroom, not here...ah..." When I heard that we were going to the bedroom, I suddenly increased my speed and made my final sprint. Even though they had been drinking and had ejaculated once before, both of them were probably almost reaching their limits.

I also couldn't bear to see Sister Ling sweating profusely, so I planned to work harder and do it again in the piano room.

"I'm going to die... it's coming... go all the way in... no... no... my dear brother, big dick husband... don't cum inside... oh..." Sister Ling was so hot that she was talking nonsense and started to scream loudly. I heard words that she would never say under normal circumstances.

With a loud shout of "Ah...", that tempting contraction came again. However, this time, her entire abdomen and waist were twisting and shaking rapidly. If you could see her from the front, it would look like she was belly dancing. The strong contraction of the vagina made my penis feel like it was about to be pinched off. The scariest thing was that loud shout. Luckily I lied to her that she was doing it in the piano room, otherwise the neighbors might have come over, thinking something had happened.

Then hot and sticky vaginal fluid spurted out from deep within the uterus, and Sister Ling had an orgasm. She felt weak all over and I was covered in sweat. I quickly pulled it out, and then stroking it with my hand again reached orgasm. The feeling of numbness was even stronger. Although it also started from the tailbone, this time it spread to the entire back and then filled the entire head. Rather than simply extending upwards from the spine quickly.

The powerful semen was sprayed on Sister Ling's beautiful back and buttocks at least four or five times. One of the farthest rays even hit the piano tripod. I watched the unknown mucus mixed with sweat and semen slowly sliding down Sister Ling's back, who was almost exhausted. I felt happy but also a little scared.

"Don't be afraid. Sister Ling doesn't blame you. I was the one who made the mistake first." When I woke up the next day, although she said so, after that month, I never saw her belly dancing in the rhythmic classroom again, and the number of perverts surrounding the classroom was obviously reduced by half.
Let’s push it together!
I don't think I can leave for a day.