Sweat, Strength, and Temptation

[Weonna]

Theodora’s pulse was hammering, her breath shallow and hot against his mouth. When his hand found her breast she gave a deep shuddering gasp, her body tightening in response; the squeeze drew a husky sound from her that slid right into his kiss. She could taste the salt on his lips, the lingering metal of the ring air, and for a long moment she simply kissed him back, caught somewhere between exhaustion and a rising, helpless hunger.

When he pulled back she sagged against the corner post, hands still resting at his shoulders, fingers flexing as she tried to focus through the blur in her head. The rasp of a zipper made her blink, realization and curiosity mixing in her dazed expression. Her voice was low, rough from moaning, but the teasing spark that was pure Theodora flickered through it.

“…heh… so that’s… your victory lap, huh?”

Her mouth curved into a tired, crooked grin, half-mocking, half-inviting. She shifted against the ropes, drawing a slow breath, waiting to see just how far he meant to take the moment.

[ZorzLeth]

Jack was enjoying every single moment of kissing and feeling Theodora, while also taking in her submissive side. He also picked up on her tone of voice in response to him unzipping his pants.

"Well, babe, it only makes sense that I make you feel real good." Jack said as he pulled out his fully erect manhood for Theodora to see. He rest it briefly against the sweet spot between her legs, letting her feel how thick it was. Then, he locked lips her again, kissing her deeply as he worked moving Theodora's attire apart just enough to give his cock easy access to her womanhood.

Then, he moved in, sliding his manhood right inside her in a slow, sensual manner.

[Weonna]

Theodora gasped softly, the sound a breathy tremor in her throat as she felt him push inside her, her body instinctively clenching around him as heat rushed through every nerve. Her back arched against the turnbuckles, her hands clutching at his shoulders while her lips parted in a helpless moan that melted into his kiss.

“Jack…”

she whispered against his mouth, voice breaking into a sigh as he filled her, inch by inch. The stretch made her tremble, made her hips roll unconsciously to take him deeper, the slick sound of their joining sharp and wet between them. She pressed closer, her breath catching, her chest rising and falling fast as she rocked with him, the slow rhythm dizzying.

He felt enormous inside her, thick and steady, and she could barely think, only feel—the deep pull of his thrusts, the warmth of his breath brushing her neck as he moved. Her legs tightened around his waist as her body began to respond, hips meeting his in soft, shivering waves, the tension between them building with every slide of his cock.

“Mmm—ahhh—”

the sounds escaped before she could hold them back, low and needy, her nails dragging lightly down his back. Each motion drew another gasp, another tremor, her voice growing more ragged as pleasure overtook her composure.

When he caught her chin and kissed her again, she melted completely, her lips yielding, her whole body pliant under him. Every thrust sent a shock through her, every touch made her cling harder, whispering his name like a plea, lost in the slow, consuming rhythm that bound them together.

[ZorzLeth]

Jack kissed Theodora deeply, keeping her focus on the passion, as he had fully inserted his manhood inside her. From there, he proceeded to thrust at a more steady rhythm. Theodora was now his and he would enjoy every single second of it. Over time, he would start to thrust faster and harder, letting Theodora know that her body was now meant for reproduction.

As Jack kissed Theodora, he grinded his chest against hers, feeling her nipples harden through the clothing. He reached around, trying to undo the attire that Theodora wore, wanted to gaze the body of hers in its purest form.

[Weonna]

Theodora’s breath came out in broken, breathless gasps as Jack drove deeper, the rhythm of his hips turning from steady to fierce, each thrust pushing her further into raw, consuming heat. Her head fell back, her hair damp against his arm, lips trembling with the helpless little sounds spilling from her throat

“ahh—hnnh—Jack—”

her voice thick with pleasure.

His body pressed tight to hers, the friction of his chest dragging against her breasts, every grind making her shudder. She could feel how hard he was inside her, the strength in his movements, the intention in every deep push that made her body answer him in trembling, greedy pulses. When his fingers fumbled with her leotard, tugging at the edges, her eyes fluttered open just enough to look at him through the haze, her mouth brushing his ear as she gasped out between moans,

“Rip it—Jack, rip it off—just do it—”

Her hips rolled up to meet him, back arching as the fabric strained under his grip. The sound of tearing cloth mixed with the slick rhythm of their bodies, the leotard giving way as her skin met his fully, bare and hot.

Her body moved without thought, guided by the rhythm he set, the sounds of their passion echoing in the room—wet, breathy, desperate. She clung to him, whispering his name like a prayer between gasps. Every thrust made her body sing with pleasure, every kiss made her melt more, and in that moment, she wanted nothing else but him, wanted him to take all of her, again and again.

[ZorzLeth]

Jack was long into his work of making Theodora feel every pleasure that he was giving to her. He felt her hips rolling in rhythm with his, as he was focused on pounding her pussy. He heard her say to rip off her attire, to which he complied. He reached up with his right hand to grip Theodora's attire, starting at the neck. With a strong grip and a powerful pull, he proceeded to rip it off completely.

Soon, he beheld Theodora's mostly nude form. As he did, he proceeded to lift Theodora's legs until they were hanging over his shoulders. He started thrusting faster and harder as he took the chance to cup and squeeze Theodora's chest.

[Weonna]

Theodora’s voice keeps rising as the fabric gave way in his hands, the tearing sound sharp and final, followed by the cool air of the empty gym washing over her bare skin. She gasped, the shock of it merging with the deep, relentless rhythm of his thrusts. Her legs, lifted high over his shoulders, trembled as he drove into her, each motion sending waves of pleasure spiraling through her body —long, throaty cries that blended with the slap of skin on skin.

Her head tilting back as her mouth opened on a helpless

“ahhh—ohhh—ahhhnn!!”

that carried through the air. The emptiness of the gym amplified everything—the sound of their breath, the steady, rhythmic pounding, the wet pulse of their joining. Her body arched upward toward him, chest rising to meet his hands as he cupped and squeezed, her nipples brushing his palms, hard and sensitive.

She couldn’t stop moving with him, every muscle in her body tuned to his pace, hips rising to meet every thrust with desperate precision. Her moans came faster, breaking into cries that trembled with each motion,

“Mmmhh—yesss—please—keep going—don’t stop—”

she managed between gasps, voice raw, her whole body shivering beneath him.

[ZorzLeth]

Jack heard Theodora's moans and pleas for him not to stop. His grin grew as he continued to thrust faster and harder into her. She was all his now and he would savor every moment. He would continue to pound Theodora's womanhood for a few more minutes, as he would feel the final moment building up more and more.

Eventually, he would reach that moment and unleash everything he had into Theodora.

[Weonna]

A strangled cry ripped from Theodora's throat, a sound of pure, overwhelming release as she felt the final, powerful pulse deep within her. Her entire body seized, arching against Jack as waves of pleasure crashed over her, so intense they bordered on pain. Her fingers, which had been digging into his back, went limp, and her legs, clamped around his waist, fell away bonelessly.

For a long moment, she could only tremble, her head spinning and her breath coming in ragged, shallow gasps. The world narrowed to the feeling of his weight on her, the frantic hammering of his heart against her chest, and the warm, intimate evidence of his possession.

Slowly, as the tremors subsided, she mustered the last of her strength to shift. She nuzzled her face into the crook of his neck, the light sheen of sweat on his skin cool against her flushed cheek. With a deep, shuddering sigh, she rested her chin on his shoulder, her body going completely pliant and still against his. She was utterly spent, completely sated, and entirely his.

[ZorzLeth]

Jack had unleashed everything he had into Theodora's womanhood. His hot seed filled her real nice. Meanwhile, Jack panted and grunt a bit after doing that much to Theodora. As he felt her hold onto him, nuzzling into his neck, as he secured her; making sure he was finished. He could tell that she was spent and was almost like pudding in his hands. He smirked as he still held her.

"So? Not bad for a warm-up?" Jack asked in a teasing tone.