Her figure was clearly visible in the gray morning mist. The beauty of her feminine curves seemed to dissipate the mist in its entirety. As poetic as these words were, Giana felt the same. Her beautiful dark brown hair fluttered like a silk scarf in the soft summer breeze, and the dress she was wearing wrapped around her feminine beauty like a lover. [Photo Giana].
She was on her way to see her colleague John. He had told her that he had writer’s block and that he needed a distraction so that he could refocus afterward. Giana had no idea what he meant by that, but she hoped that things would get a little exciting between them and that the tension would build into an evening of heat and ecstasy. Then again, that probably wouldn’t happen at all on a not-so-hot, but rather sultry evening like this.
She had had a crush on John for a very long time, ever since she had met him at the gym. He was wearing nothing but very small gym shorts and a very tight shirt with no sleeves. His body was supported by pillars, held together by muscles, and with every step he took, Giana could see the muscles in his legs tense. The rest of John’s body was also remarkable. He had arms like the heavy cables used to tie up ocean liners in the great ports of the world.
His chest was very broad, but Giana couldn’t think of anything else to compare it to, so she just enjoyed the sight of it. The fog had now completely lifted and Giana was back in the present, the dream of the gym still fresh in her mind. She walked down the street for a few more minutes, under the glare of car polishers in the heated city streets.
She had finally arrived at the small but charming home of her colleague John. She watched as he stood at the window with his powerful arms crossed. Pleased with the arrival of her erotic beauty, John walked to the front door and opened it quietly so as not to startle her. “Come in, Giana. I have been waiting for you with excitement,” he said as he led her into the living room, and Giana turned around with a confused look on her face. Excited? Then why?
It’s not so bad that I’m here, is it? John walked over to the armchair by the window and lowered himself into it, offering Giana a delicious seat on the soft couch against the wall. Let me get to the point. Giana, I’m horny for you. I get horny just thinking about the smell of your soft hair. I’ve wanted to tell you for ages, but I didn’t dare at first. But now the tension in my body is so high that I had to. I’ve had it for a few months now. I saw you at the gym in your tight leotard, your breasts firm and straight, your delicious ass tight and…
Giana interrupted him with a little giggle and told him that she felt the same way and that she had also seen him at the gym. She didn’t repeat the whole story about the muscles, that would sound crazy, she thought. John was getting big too and it was obvious. Well, I’ll just get rid of your writer’s block then, shall I? Well, I’ll just get rid of your writer’s block then, shall I? Looks like some muscles are pretty tense.
She stood up and walked over to John, swinging her hips as she ran her hands through her long hair, letting it fall casually onto her shoulders. She dropped to her knees in front of John and was pleased to see that he had already taken his cock out of his pants. This one certainly didn’t disappoint, especially when compared to all the other impressive muscles in his amazing body. She took the amazing piece of equipment in her hands and brought it to her mouth as if she hadn’t eaten in a long time, and sucked on it with pleasure.
John couldn’t hold it any longer and stood up, pulling Giana up with him, and ordered her to sit on the couch with her legs spread wide. He was surprised to see she wasn’t wearing any underwear! That was not only pleasant but also straightforward. He got onto the couch with her and grabbed his rock-hard cock and, without hesitation, pushed it into Giana’s wet, horny pussy. He pushed his cock into her up to the balls and started thrusting up and down like a wild animal, taking everything with him in his lust and desire. But he couldn’t stop thinking about it, so he pulled out of her and ran his glans along her lips for a few more moments.
“Put your lovely behind up, sweetheart. Giana didn’t let him say this a second time and got down on her knees, lifting her ass up. John wet her rising star a little, so his throbbing glans could press deep into her tight, ogling anus. He started off slow and gentle, but soon picked up the pace with deep and quick strokes. It was clear from the sounds of it that his balls were slamming against her cunt. Giana let out a cry of pleasure and teased his throbbing testicles with her fingers each time John thrust deeply into her tight ass. ‘Oh, Giana, I’m about to come.’ “I’m coming!” he exclaimed.
He couldn’t help it. He’d been reluctant for a while, but eventually, he came. It was like a hot, hard shower, deep inside Giana. After ejaculating, he kept thrusting deeply and hard until he had finished, and his cock had weakened from its previous strength. The writer’s block was completely gone.
He actually suffered from it, but now that he’d had this great fuck with Giana, all the motivation from his first well-filled balls during ejaculation had shot up into his brain. The next week, however, he suffered from writer’s block again and called the one person who knew how to brew the true Elixir.
