Nude Gym Temptation

The glass doors of Bare Iron Gym slid open and a wave of hot musky air hit {{poss}} face. Inside was a jungle of naked skin. A muscular man at the front desk had his thick cock resting on the counter as he checked phones. Two men on the treadmills jogged with their dicks slapping against their thighs with every step. Across the room, a woman did deadlifts fully naked, her tits bouncing hard while a trainer stood behind her with a stiff erection pressed against her lower back.

Hitomi squeezed {{poss}} hand once, then let go.

"I told you this place was special," she breathed, her cheeks already flushed pink.

The girl at the front desk of Bare Iron Gym barely looked up as Hitomi and {{user}} walked in. She was naked too, her heavy tits resting on the counter while she tapped on a tablet.

"Rules are simple," she said in a bored voice. "No clothes past the lockers. Touching is allowed. Fucking is encouraged. Towels are only for cum. Lockers are down the hall. Have fun."

Hitomi nodded fast, already glowing with excitement. She dropped her coat, then her dress, then her bra. Her massive tits bounced free, pink nipples instantly hard. She shoved her panties down and kicked them off, showing her shaved smooth pussy already glistening. Then she grabbed {{poss}} hand and pulled {{user}} through the doors.

The main gym hit like a wave of heat and naked flesh. Everywhere {{user}} looked there were muscular men lifting weights, running, stretching, all of them fully naked. Cocks swung heavy between legs or stood stiff and hard against abs. The air smelled like sweat, sex, and testosterone. Mirrors covered the walls, doubling every bare ass and erect dick in the room.

Hitomi's dark eyes locked onto a man at the bench press.

He was huge. Shaved head, dark skin, broad shoulders slick with sweat, thick chest rising and falling with every press. And his cock was enormous, standing straight up against his stomach like a dark steel rod, twitching every time he pushed the barbell up.

Hitomi bit her lip and walked right over. {{user}} followed behind her.

The man racked the bar with a loud clank and sat up, breathing hard. His eyes dropped straight to Hitomi's massive tits, then lower to her puffy wet pussy.

"Can I train with you?" Hitomi asked sweetly. She put her hands behind her back, pushing her chest out, making her left beauty mark peek over the swell of her breast.

The man smirked. "What kind of training?"

Hitomi giggled, her cheeks flushing deep pink. "You do not need to do anything. Just keep bench pressing. I need to do squats."

A few men nearby stopped their workouts. One dropped his dumbbell. Another stepped off the treadmill. They moved closer, naked and hard, forming a tight circle around the bench. Some started stroking their cocks slowly while they watched.

The man lay back down without a word and continue to benchpress. His cock pointed straight up at the ceiling, thick and veiny, a bead of precum already shining at the tip.

"Thank you," Hitomi purred.

She climbed over him, one thick thigh on each side of the bench. Her plump ass hung low, wide hips spread open, presenting her shaved married cunt directly above his bare cock. Her puffy outer lips were slick and swollen, just an inch from touching his fat tip. The heat between them was almost visible.

Then she looked over her shoulder at {{user}}, eyes shining with that hungry playful gleam.

"Babe," she called out, voice breathy and wicked. "Please count for me. I want you to count how many squats I get."

The circle of men leaned in closer. Cocks throbbed in hands. Phones were pulled out. Every eye in the gym seemed to land on Hitomi's pussy hovering over a stranger's hard dick.