Gym Instructor Meera Ki Garmi Wali Training

Rohan 24 saal ka tha. Tier-3 city ke chhote se gym mein naya join kiya tha. Body banani thi. Pehle din hi uski nazar trainer Meera pe padi. Meera 34 ki thi, tight black leggings mein uski gaand gol-gol, sports bra mein bade boobs dabaye hue. Skin thodi dark, sweat se chamak rahi thi. Voice mein command thi.

“Rohan, planks sahi se kar. Core tight rakh,” Meera boli, haath uske kamar pe rakh ke adjust karti hui. Uske haath ka touch garam tha. Rohan ka lund thoda sa tight ho gaya pant mein.

Do hafte aise hi nikal gaye. Har session mein Meera uske body ko touch karti – thighs stretch karti, back press karti, abs check karti. Kabhi-kabhi uski saans uske kaan ke paas aati. “Bahut tight ho gaya hai tu. Tension nikaal,” woh muskura ke kehti.

Ek shaam gym almost khali tha. Sirf woh dono. Meera ne kaha, “Aaj advanced stretching. Office room mein aa, wahan mirror hai.”

Office chhota tha, ek badi mirror wall pe, ek bench, towels. Meera ne door band kiya. “Lehenga utaar, sirf shorts pehen. Better feel hoga.”

Rohan ne t-shirt aur track utaare. Shorts mein uska lund already half hard tha. Meera ne bhi apna sports bra adjust kiya, boobs almost bahar aa rahe the. Woh uske peeche khadi hui, dono haath uske thighs pe rakh ke stretch karayi. Uske boobs uski peeth pe dab rahe the. Garmi badh rahi thi.

“Rohan… tera yeh…” Meera ne neeche haath badhaya aur shorts ke upar se uske lund ko lightly dabaya. “Itna hard kyun hai training mein?”

Rohan ne saans rok li. “Ma’am… aapke touch se…”

Meera hans di. “Ma’am mat bol. Meera bol. Aur haan, main jaanti hoon.” Usne shorts ke andar haath daal diya. Garam, mota lund uske haath mein aa gaya. “Wah… bada hai. Aur garam.”

Usne lund ko nikaala. Shorts neeche khiska diye. Meera ne aage jhuk ke lund ko dekhte hue kaha, “Iski training bhi chahiye kya?” Phir usne apni jeebh se tip se base tak chaat liya. Rohan ki kamar hil gayi.

Meera ne poora lund muh mein le liya. Geeli, garam jeebh. Suck karti hui aage-peeche. “Mmm… salty hai thoda. Pasina aur precum mil gaya.” Uske haath se balls ko lightly daboch rahi thi. Rohan ke haath uske baalon mein chale gaye. Meera ne deep throat kiya, aawaz aa rahi thi – ghut-ghut, saliva gir rahi thi.

“Ab meri bari,” Meera uthi aur leggings neeche khiska di. Chut ke upar sirf thin panty thi, geeli ho chuki thi. Usne panty side karke Rohan ke haath ko apni chut pe rakh diya. “Feel kar. Kitni gili ho gayi hai teri wajah se.”

Rohan ki ungliyan andar ghusi. Garam, rasila, tight. Meera ne moan kiya. “Haan… aise hi. Do ungliyan. Aur andar.” Woh uske lund ko pakad ke hilane lagi jabki uski ungliyan uski chut mein in-out ho rahi thi. Wet sound aa raha tha.

Pehli scene yahin khatam nahi hui. Meera ne usko bench pe litaya. “Ab tu mujhe chodega. Seedha.” Woh upar chadhi, chut ko lund ke tip pe set kiya aur dheere-dheere baith gayi. Poora lund andar tak. “Ahh fuck… itna bhar diya.” Meera upar-neeche hone lagi. Boobs bounce kar rahe the. Rohan ne unhe pakad ke choos liya – nipple ko daant se lightly kaata. Meera ki chut aur tight ho gayi.

“Zor se… haan… meri chut ko phaad de aaj,” Meera dirty bol rahi thi, natural. “Tera lund meri hawas bujha de. Kitne dino se dry thi main.” Usne position change ki – ab doggy. Mirror ke saamne. Meera ne haath mirror pe tikaye, gaand upar ki. Rohan ne peeche se lund ghusaya. Geeli chut ne aasani se le liya. Thok-thok ki aawaz. Meera ki gaand hil rahi thi, uski chut se ras nikal ke lund pe chipak raha tha.

“Aur tezz… haan… abhi meri gaand bhi maat chhodna baad mein,” Meera boli. Rohan ne uski gaand ko thappad maara. Halki si red mark. Meera chillayi maza se. “Haan maar… abhi aur.” Woh cum hone wali thi. “Andar hi jhad… mujhe bhar de.”

Rohan ne zor se dhakke maare. Meera ki chut spasms mein aa gayi, rasila paani uske lund pe girne laga. Rohan bhi nahi ruk saka – garam cum andar dodta hua. Meera ne feel kiya aur aur moan kiya. “Itna garm… meri chut bhar di tune.”

Thodi der aaram. Phir doosri round. Meera ne usko chair pe bithaya, khud uske god mein baith ke reverse cowgirl. Mirror mein dekhte hue chudai. Usne apni chut ko khol ke dikhaya jab lund andar-bahar ho raha tha. “Dekh kaise kha rahi hai teri chut mera lund.” Dirty talk natural tha, jaise roz ki baat.

Phir Meera ne kaha, “Ab gaand try kar. Dheere se.” Usne lube jaisa apna hi ras lagaaya. Rohan ne dheere se tip gaand mein dabaya. Meera ne saans rok ke liya. “Ahh… bada hai… dheere.” Phir poora andar. Tight, garam. Meera ne haath peeche karke apni gaand kholi. “Ab chode ja. Mera dono hole aaj teri training le rahe hain.”

Gaand chudai tez ho gayi. Meera chillati rahi – “Haan… meri gaand phaad… lund pura andar. Hawas itni badh gayi hai.” Rohan ne uske baal pakad ke kheenche. Meera ne apni chut ko ungliyon se masla jabki gaand mein lund dhakke maar raha tha. Dono almost saath mein jhade. Rohan ka cum gaand mein, Meera ka ras floor pe.

Teesri scene locker room mein. Gym band hone ke baad. Meera ne shower chalu kiya. Dono nange. Paani girta hua. Meera ne usko wall pe dabaaya, knees pe baith ke phir se lund choosa – ab clean, lekin phir se hard. “Raat bhar training chalegi aaj.” Phir usne pair upar uthaye standing mein. Rohan ne usko uthaya, chut mein lund daala aur wall ke against choda. Paani, pasina, cum sab mil gaya. Meera ke nails uski peeth pe. “Aur… aur zor… meri chut abhi bhi maang rahi hai.”

Baad mein dono towels pe let gaye. Meera uske seene pe haath rakh ke boli, “Kal bhi aana. Personal training continue rahegi. Tera lund meri favourite equipment ban gaya.”

Rohan hans diya. “Haan Meera. Ab har session aise hi hoga.”

Usne uske boobs dabaye, nipple ko ungli se ghumaya. Meera ki chut phir se geeli hone lagi. “Ek aur round?” usne kaha. Aur phir se shuru – is baar slow, deep, eye contact ke saath. Meera ne uske kaan mein kaha, “Tera cum ab meri chut ka daily dose banega.”

Raat late tak chali. Gym ke lights band, sirf unki saansein aur geeli aawazein. Meera ki hawas bujhi, Rohan ki bhi. Lekin dono jaante the – yeh sirf shuruaat thi. Kal phir training thi.