January 21, 2013


Posted in Uncategorized at 5:52 am by littlesubmissions

This story is based on an idea from a presentation created by my ma’am, Ava Amnesia. It isn’t available online, but if you’re interested in some of her other presentations they are available here. (NSFW, duh), and you’ll have to click through their adult disclaimer.

She looked back at him and frowned. “Well, I’d love to beat the snot out of you, but I’m tired. I slept like crap last night, and I’ve been dealing with apartment listings all day, so…” She grimaced and trailed off.

“Oh.” He pursed his lips, then nodded. “Okay.”

The tiny line above her nose that warned of a frown appeared. “Beating someone well is a lot more cardio than most people think, let alone the other stuff. I’ll get you a rug sometime, and…” The frown appeared. “Hang on, I just had a thought.”

She flipped open her laptop and started typing. “Come here.”

He stood up and moved behind her, resting his hands lightly on her shoulders and reading the screen. “Cardio workout video?”

“Yep.” She clicked through several selections before selecting one, hitting pause, standing, and pulling the chair along behind her and away from the desk. “Make it through the whole workout, and I’ll beat you tonight.”

“In this?” He moved his hands up and down, highlighting his jeans and sweatshirt.

“Take off whatever you want, just get started.” She leered, smirked, then leered again.

He pulled his jeans down, kicked them off, then stood on each sock and pulled them off as well. He kicked the clothes out of the way, and tossed his sweatshirt on the pile. She frowned at his back and picked up his clothes as a bad techno beat started, and he began to swing his arms, moving in time with the video.

She settled back on the couch, watching him follow the motions on the screen awkwardly at first, then settling into a rhythm. As the tape wore on his movements started to become jerkier and more erratic, his breathing harder and louder.

She slipped her pants down and started to rub her slit through her panties, leaning back further and purring as he forced himself to continue moving.

By the time the video clicked off, his chest was heaving and he was covered with sweat. Her own breaths were deeper and throatier, her panties wet and her shirt on the cushion beside her.

He stumbled over to her, rested his hands on his knees, and licked his parched lips. “Fuck that spandex clad video sadist. Give me fifteen minutes and a shower, and I’ll be ready whenever you are.”

She admired his trembling muscles, the legs barely able to support him, the deep breaths from his oxygen depleted lungs, and his flushed, sweaty skin. “Ha! Silly boy.” She stood up and grabbed a fistful of his hair, dragging him along behind her. “I’m ready right now.”

Copyright Jerry Jones. Unauthorized use is prohibited.

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