"I'm just going to take a shower and then I'll give you a lift home," Ben says after his gym session. I am still doing my cool-down on the yoga mat as I watch him slip into the gym shower. I try to keep my focus on my leg stretches, but all night I had been distracted by the tight t-shirt Ben is wearing and the way his forearms flexed as he was doing pull ups. At one occasion he got so close to me I could feel his breath on my neck. I can feel my nipples harden in my sports bra just thinking about it. Oh, how I wish he would have pressed his erection into my back as he was showing me how to use the new machine. 

I feel my panties getting damp as I think about what I would do to him if I had the chance. How I would spend hours licking, sucking and edging him. How I would make myself cum several times by using all of his body parts. And not just his cock. I'd rub myself over his feet, his thighs, his mouth of course. I'd give myself the gift of Ben for Christmas if I could. I had thought about it every day ever since I joined the gym. It was torture seeing him in his grey joggers every day, knowing his girlfriend would kill me if I so much as touched his arm. 

I finish my cool-down and return the mat. Ben walks out of the shower as I'm filling up my water bottle and he smiles at me. His dimples almost making me weak in the knees. 

"Are you ready to go?" He swings his bag over his shoulder and his arms look massive. I wonder what they feel like around my body.

"Yeah, ready when you are," I swallow the heat in my voice. Ben has given me a lift home countless times now. Either because he feels bad when it's raining or he thinks it's too dark outside and he worries for my safety. The bastard. Hot and kind. 

We sign out and say goodbye to some of the regulars. I can hear the door shut behind us when suddenly I feel a hand softly squeezing my ass. It takes a moment for me to process what is happening and for a second I think it must be some creep who has been lurking in the corner. I turn around and my breath catches in my throat.

"Ben... What are you doing?" Heat is starting to build between my thighs instantly.

"Shh." He keeps his hand there a little longer as I'm frozen in place. 

"Walk to the car, Liv," he commands. 

Without exchanging another word, we walk towards his car. It's on the other side of the carpark, out of view from the gym. Normally he parks right in front of it, but now we have to walk a minute to get to his car. He also parked it in the darkest corner and I realise he must have planned this.

"Those yoga pants... Are you trying to kill me?" He growls as he pushes me against his car. His hands on my shoulders and his lower body way too close to mine. I worry he can feel the dampness coming from me.

"Don't start this, Ben, because I won't stop you."

He towers over me and I can see his eyes darken, his grip tightening. 

"I can't stop myself anymore, Liv. You have been teasing me from the start with those full lips of yours. The way your tits look in that bra. The way your ass jiggles in those yoga pants. The way you look at me, as if you want to do unspeakable things to me. I have managed to stop myself for months now, but I don't want to anymore." 

I bite my lip the moment he pushes his length against my heat and I'm sure when he pulls away he will leave a wet patch. I moan slightly as I feel the pressure against my clit, feeling it down to my core.

He grabs my ass one more time before he opens the door for me. 

"Get in, now." 

I get in quickly and so does he.

He starts the car and drives off, glancing at me every now and then. He stays quiet for a couple of minutes and I can feel the tension building. I can see the bulge in his joggers and the way his jawline tenses when he stares at my tits. 

He makes a turn onto the dark countryside road, the road that does not lead to my home, but out of town. 

"Where are we going?" I cut the silence.

"For a drive," he says as he gets to a steady pace. He leans over and pushes his hand against my warm pussy. The fact that I'm still fully clothed and feel this turned on should worry me, but I can't think straight. 

"You're girlfriend..." I manage.

"Give me your hand," he totally ignores me as he grabs my hand and places it on his bulge. I swallow deeply as I can feel his hard erection under my hand. He feels big—long, but also thick. Bigger than I had hoped he would be. Saliva springs to life in my mouth, immediately wanting to taste him. I slowly move my hand into his joggers and his hand is gripping the steering wheel tighter. He is not wearing boxers. Definitely planned then...

I wrap my hand around him and my fingers can't touch each other, he is that thick. I softly start moving my hand up and down and the noises he makes could make me cum on the spot. The way he groans as I give him a gentle hand job. I can feel the pre-cum leaking from his tip and I'm desperate to lick it off. The tension between my legs is building and I can feel my clit starting to throb. 

"Liv... You are going to have to stop or I will cum in my pants." Ben is now biting his lip so hard it must hurt. I smile, knowing he is trying so hard not to burst. Of course I don't stop. I start moving my hand in a different rhythm and making a twisting motion going up and down. I can see his legs tensing and he must be gripping his toes in his shoes.

"I'm not fucking joking, you have to stop..." He is breathing hard now.

"Why? It would be pretty hot to see you cum in your joggers."

"There's no way for me to explain to Emma why I've got cum on my pants when I get home."

I look at him for a second and contemplate actually making him cum. 

"You can cum down my throat," I offer.

He immediately stops the car in the middle of the road. It's pitch black here and the headlights only show some trees in front of us. 

Within a second, he's got his cock out of his joggers. It's standing up proudly. Thick and heavy, glistening with pre-cum. My mouth is watering.

Without any hesitation, I lean over and slowly lower my mouth over his cock. I lick off the pre-cum first before wrapping my lips around and sucking softly.

He places his hand on my head.

"Fuck Liv, fuck. I have fantasized about your slutty lips around my cock," he whispers.

The words ignite a flame in me and now all I want to do is show off. Very, very slowly, I go further down on him, until I can feel his balls against my chin. His full length is now down my throat and I need to focus on not gagging. His hand is now pushing down harder as well. 

"God, I knew you were dirty. I knew you could take my big cock all the way," his cock throbs in my throat as he says this and I immediately start gagging. Spit is covering his cock and tears are streaming down my cheeks. I come up for air and look into his eyes. The lust and heat are too much to bear and I immediately dive onto his cock again.

Licking, sucking, slapping it all over my face. It's like I've been deprived of cock and I need it now to survive. I spit on his cock and make it so so sloppy. I massage the tip with my thumbs as I lick his balls. I squeeze hard as I suck on the top. I do everything I can think of to make him feel good.

He just keeps talking to me, moaning my name, telling me what a slut I am and how much he needed this. 

"I can't take it much longer," he says and I can feel his balls getting tighter. 

"I'm going to cum all down that pretty mouth of yours... I am going to give you such a fucking big load." I feel both his hands tightening on my hair now as he pushes my down. I am not allowed to come up for air, I am needed down on his cock so he can cum. So he can empty his balls and use me. 

His cock is deep down my throat as he cums. Long ropes of warm cum hit my throat and immediately go down. I moan loudly as he shoots rope after rope down my throat. The taste is sweet and salty. He makes loud, deep noises that make me wonder when the last time was that he came. 

He holds down my face until the very last drop has been emptied from his cock. Then I can feel him relax against the car seat and he loosens the grip on my head. I slowly sit up and can see my hard nipples through my bra. My panties are drenched now and I have never been hornier. I'm aching to find release myself, but without a word, Ben starts the car and starts driving again.

To be continued...