Cuckold Workout (Interracial Cuckold Erotica) by Tara Yarn

Author:Tara Yarn [Yarn, Tara]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2019-02-07T06:00:00+00:00

Chapter Four

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The gym was empty.

Squinting, Brian searched the ceiling for surveillance cameras. He couldn’t see any. Not a soul was left in the main locale, and that was very strange. He didn’t know how long he had been stuck in the women’s dressing room, but it couldn’t have been more than fifteen minutes. Or maybe half an hour. Not enough time for them all to leave. Besides, Jenny had left something in the dressing room, hadn’t she? So why had she left?

A noise from the left. A distant giggle.

Spinning on his heels, Brian took in his surroundings. There was no one there. But what he did see was a slit of light, stemming from a crack in the door leading into the men’s locker room. It must’ve come from there. Taking a deep breath, Brian slowly approached.

Another giggle. A sharp smack. An exaggerated huff.

Wedging his fingers into the gap, Brian pulled the door open a tad further and threw a subtle peek inside. The sight that met him froze him to the spot.

Jamal was there, sweaty and shirtless, looming over a pale-skinned girl bent over a sink in the far corner of the room. As was Tyrone, his wide back facing Brian, blocking out his view of the woman hiding behind him. What he did see was an ass; a supple backside pointed high in the air, backed up onto a black crotch. It was bare, spread by feminine fingers which kept clawing at the doughy buttocks to keep them pried apart. Grey shorts so short they couldn’t possibly hide a fat ass lay in a bundle around a pair of sneakers on the floor.

Tyrone, hooking his fingers into his dark shorts, yanked them down. A muscular ass popped onto view. The woman, arching the small of her black, gasped loudly.

Jamal, who had previously been shielded from view by the pale ass, stepped forward. And if his friend was anything like him, Brian understood why the girl was gasping. Jamal had already ditched his shorts, and as he stepped up behind the naked rump, a massive cock flopped about. It was flaccid and must’ve measured at least eight inches. Brian could barely believe his eyes; the dick was probably thicker than his grip. Plump veins and black pubes decorated the length of the shaft, and an untamed forest of hair hid the base.

Footsteps to his left. Someone tugging on a door handle.

Swearing quietly, Brian had no time to think over his options. In truth, he had none. So he did the only thing he could think of; he snuck into the locker room, wide-eyed.

They didn’t spot him. Jamal had grabbed a handful of pale butt, doughy bottom spilling out between his strong fingers. Tyrone, facing away, cocked his hips forward with a groan.

Trying to control the pace of his breath, Brian crept over to the toilet and slid inside. Shielded by a wall, he shut his eyes and ushered a soft sob. Fear of getting caught had prevented his feelings

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