The Aerobics Instructor – Novice Class

July the 7th 2008 I'd been attending aerobics classes for over a year now and I was in good enough shape to get through the novices class without difficulty. Even now, almost half an hour into the class, I was able to keep up without breathing hard. Well, not too hard anyway. Really, I shouldn't have been in the novice's class any more, and I wouldn't have been if it hadn't been for Fiona. She had started heading classes at the David Lloyd Club a few months ago, and I had been drawn to her from the first moment she'd walked into the gym. Fiona couldn't have been more than about twenty-four, obviously a lot younger than myself. She had a pleasant enough face, but what really caught my attention was her body. You'd expect an aerobics instructor to be in pretty good shape, and Fiona was no exception. With her long, muscular legs and tight, round ass, she looked every bit the athlete she undoubtedly was. But it was her breasts that attracted my attention. The way they filled out the tight spandex top she always wore to class; the way they moved and jiggled as she led us through the various exercises; the way her nipples hardened and gradually stood out through the thin fabric of her top as she began to heat up. After seeing her taking the first class, I made sure that I was always at the front of the room and had been there ever since. When I found out that she would only be taking the novice’s class for the next session, I signed up for it, despite the fact that I'd already been in intermediate. "OK, reach down... stretch..." Finally, the class ended. "Good work everyone," Fiona called out. "See you on Tuesday." She turned and strode out of the gym. I watched as she disappeared from sight, feeling strangely empty. It was Saturday and it would be three days until I saw her again. Sighing, I joined the line of women heading towards the changing rooms. I showered and quickly got dressed. They were all laughing and chatting, but I kept to myself, my thoughts on Fiona: the way she moved; the way her spandex outfit pulled at her crotch in a tight vee and making the occasional camel-toe. I couldn’t help but sigh again. My heart quickened as I walked up to the front desk on my way out. Fiona was standing there, still in her damp exercise outfit, talking with the woman who ran the gym. She turned and smiled at me as I approached. "Sonia. Just the person I wanted to see." She gestured towards a piece of paper on the desk. "I'm offering some individualised workouts." The paper had a number of empty slots with times written beside them. "They start Monday. Want to sign up?" I fought to keep my voice steady and casual. "Oh yes, that sounds like a great idea. You just can't have too much exercise." I took the pen from her and signed up for the first available time. "Great," she said, smiling. She dropped her hand behind me and gave my ass a little pat. "See you Monday, then." I tried to return the smile but she had already turned back and resumed her conversation with the gym owner, but the feel of her hand on my ass stayed with me the rest of the weekend. Two days later I arrived at the gym at the appointed time, changed and was raring to go. I felt a little tired as I hadn't really slept well the last couple of nights, but I was full of nervous energy at the thought of a private workout with Fiona. The gym was dark and empty. I asked at the front desk, and they told me that Fiona was running the private sessions out of a converted portacabin in the back of the building. I found it without too much trouble. The door to the cabin had the list pinned up on it. The list was full, with my name at the top. I knocked and Fiona's voice told me to enter, which I did. There she was. Still dressed in the very exercise outfit that showed her breasts off so effectively. The outfit was damp, as if she had already been working out, which was odd since I was the first person on the list, but I wasn't complaining. Her nipples were firm and hard, and clearly visible as she stood up and walked towards me. I remembered the feel of her hand on my rear end. "Ready for your workout, Sonia?" I nodded and I had to tear my gaze away from her breasts, her nipples, but I couldn't. I'd never really been this close before. All I could do was stare as she walked closer and closer. My own nipples are very large and erect at all times, but believe me when I say that hers were even bigger! "You like what you see, don't you?" she asked. She sounded amused. Once again, I nodded. I couldn't take my eyes away. My breathing began to get heavier. She reached around and pulled my face down into her breasts. I let out a small moan as her nipple touched my mouth. Instinctively, I opened my mouth and began to suck at it. "Oh Yes," she hissed. "You do like that, don't you?" I just sucked harder. "You are ready for your workout." I felt her hand on my shoulder, pushing me gently downward until I was kneeling on a mat in front of her. I let out a small groan as her nipple left my mouth, but didn't resist. In a daze, I was helpless to do anything other than stare upwards at the woman's wonderful breasts. "Do you want more?" she asked, smiling down at me. I smiled. Still smiling, she pulled out a headband and slipped it over my eyes so that it became a blindfold. I moaned, as those wonderful breasts were lost from sight. "Put your hands behind your back." I obeyed without giving it a second thought then she slipped what felt like a wristband around both my wrists; the elastic held my hands in place, although I could easily have slipped it off. "If the blindfold or wristband is off before the end of the workout," she warned. "It'll be your last one. Do you understand?" I nodded in amusement at the fact that it was usually myself who was giving the orders. "Are you ready?" I nodded again, and almost immediately felt her crotch push up against my face. She must have taken her pants off, because I felt her pubic hair brush up against my face and tasted her juice on my lips. With a moan, I opened my mouth and stuck out my tongue. It was the most wonderful thing I'd ever tasted, almost as good as the feel of her nipple in my lips. I sucked and sucked on her clitoris and labia until she let out a little cry and stiffened against my face. A hand gripped the back of my head and pushed my face hard against her pussy as she came, I swallowed. She moved away and I heard a quiet giggle behind me. Someone else was in the room! I turned my head, almost pulling my hands free, but I remembered Fiona's warning. And I remembered the taste and feel of her. Another pussy was pushed into my face and I began to suck. The woman, whoever she was, came quickly and moved away. Before I could say anything at all, however, I heard the door close and another quickly replaced it. "Good girl." It was Fiona, whispering in my ear! I felt a hand rubbing the back of my head as my tongue began to move. "That's a girl. You'll work out just fine." Warmed by this praise, I continued my work. Kneeling and blindfolded, I licked and sucked and swallowed as pussy after pussy was offered to me. Finally, it was over. A hand grasped my blindfold and pulled it away. I stared at myself in a long mirror set up against the wall. I looked ridiculous; my exercise outfit had been pulled down so my breasts hung loose and my face was red and sticky with pussy juice. I reached up to wipe it away, but only succeeded in smearing it all over my fingers. "Time for that later." I looked up. It was the woman from the front counter. She pulled me to my feet and opened the door, not even giving me a chance to cover my breasts. I caught a glimpse of the list as she dragged me down the hall; all the names had a mark beside them, the entire class. We reached the front lobby. "Run along now," she said, giving me a firm pat on the ass. "Fiona's waiting for you." I looked out the front door. Fiona was waiting at my car, still dressed in her exercise outfit. The engine was running and she stood behind the open door. "Come on Sonia," she called. Unbelievably, I almost ran to her …