This summer, hot, mid-July. On days like this, I only go to work out in the evening, when it feels a little cooler. I have my own “gym” — not a fitness center. The difference is that a classic gym has a lot of dumbbells and machines, while a gym is full of cardio machines, and the clientele is different.

I like friends and acquaintances who put on an old, torn T-shirt and go to work out. The older I get, the less I notice the people around me. When I was 20-25, I often looked at girls and women in the gym. It was very pleasant, but the training was worthless — and the results were worthless.

If a person really wants to look like he spends every other day in the gym, he has to work out anyway, and not look at other women. That’s what I follow, and it brings results.

It was already evening, around half past eight, a regular workday. I was alone in the gym and only vaguely noticed someone walking in. I could only see her reflection in the mirror. A woman who immediately went to do leg presses. I was focused on my workout and didn’t pay any attention to her. After finishing the set, I caught a glimpse of her hopping on one leg in the mirror. I know from experience that this is not normal behavior. I turned around and that’s when I noticed her more closely.

A woman about my age, in her forties. Short T-shirt, tight leggings. Quite a nice figure — you could tell she wasn’t working out, but she was probably watching her diet.

“Hey, is something wrong?” I ask. We all look out for each other at our gym, and that’s how it’s supposed to be. She looked at me, obviously surprised that I’d addressed her. She said timidly:
“I started working out on this machine and I strained my right leg. I have a cramp in it.”

“Hmm, and did you warm up?”
She looked at me guiltily: “No. This is my first time here. I’ve never worked out before, I’ve just watched videos on YouTube.”
“You should warm up a little before every workout, just to avoid things like this.”

She listens, nods her head, and keeps jumping. I notice her more closely — red hair, beautiful green eyes, in which there is a flicker of surprise at the unusual situation. Nice lips, white teeth.

“If you want, I can help you and gently massage it out. It will go away in five minutes and you can continue. I also massage my wife, don’t worry, I know what I’m doing — and it will work. Here’s a mat, lie down and if you want, I can help you.”

She looked at me even more surprised, I saw her breathing quicken. “Okay, thank you. I admit, I didn’t expect this to happen to me today.” “Neither did I,” I say and smile.

She lies down on her stomach, turns her head towards me. It’s her right leg, the cramp is somewhere in the middle, above the knee. I lean over to her from the side. I gently, but with an experienced touch, touch the back of her thigh. I press once with one hand, then with the other. I know what I’m doing — and I also know that she’ll like it. I wasn’t wrong.

“By the way, my name is…” and I tell her my name. “I haven’t seen you here before.”

“Yes, this is my first time here. My husband told me to start doing something with myself, because he says I’m getting older and I’m not getting any younger,” she says with irony in her voice. I can see — and even more feel — that she’s touched.

“And where’s my husband?” I ask, while I gently move my hands a little higher, towards her ass. I look into her face and see her eyes widen with excitement.

“Hmm… he’s at home. He’s sitting in front of the TV watching football. Classic.”

I’m silent, I don’t answer her. I continue massaging, gradually extending the movements from the knee to the base of the buttocks. I see her close her eyes and let herself be carried away by the situation. She likes it — and so do I. Involuntarily she pushes her legs apart to create space between them.

“Hmmm… it’s great, you really know what you’re doing. I don’t feel the cramp anymore.”
“Should I stop?” I ask.
She hesitates for a moment, and I stop massaging.
“No, please don’t stop,” she says, her voice changed, hoarse.
“But if I may ask you… massage my other leg a little. I feel a little cramp coming on there too.”
“Of course, with pleasure.”

I touch her left leg. First gently, with one hand, then with the other. I move slowly up her thigh, massaging it from the outside and sometimes I go to the inside, towards her groin. I feel her body always tense slightly, hold her breath and then slowly exhale.

“So you do this to your wife too? And where is she, why isn’t she exercising with you?” she asks.
“Probably like your husband. She’s at home, reading a book too — the gym isn’t for her. And I don’t even remember when I gave her a massage…”

She nods gently. I can see her relax. “Sorry, I’m probably sweaty, aren’t I? I guess it’s the only way to go at this time.” She was really sweaty, even though she had just started exercising.

I don’t say anything for a long time, just massage her gently. Then I say, “It’s okay… I like your sweat.”

She turns her head. She looks at me. I can see everything she’s thinking in her eyes. “Will you work out with me? Will you be my trainer? Will we meet tomorrow?” she asks. I smile—and she knows my answer before I say it.

I was impatiently looking forward to this year’s vacation, which we had booked since January, and I couldn’t wait for it. The long-awaited date finally approached and my husband and I set off in our car. We set off at night so that we would be at the Croatian FKK resort Solaris in the morning. The weather had been perfect for several days, the heat was still there at night, so I only wore a short dress for the trip, which I had stretched over my naked body, to the delight of my husband, who could touch my legs and my clitoris without any problems, even while driving. He took advantage of it, often playing with my pussy and teasing my clitoris and hole with his middle finger. During the trip, I lowered the backrest of the seat several times, took off my clothes and spread my legs wide so that he could freely play with my penis and bring me to orgasm.

Our journey went quickly and in a good, relaxed (and for me lustful) mood we arrived at Solaris before lunch. After completing the formalities, we were given the keys to the apartment. I got out of the car, as I was, naked, in my short dress, to find him, so that we would know where to put our things. He was on the ground floor, far from the parking lot, which I was glad about. Two naked guys from the neighboring double apartment were smoking at the door to our apartment. They were about 45, 50 years old and tall, compared to them, I, with my 156 cm, was tiny. In my short dress, which barely covered my bun and showed half of my ass, I immediately attracted their attention. We greeted each other in English, but I heard them evaluating me among themselves in Czech. I realized that I was a pretty girl, that they were curious about how naked I was. I looked around my room, opened the balcony and took off my clothes. Naked, I left the room to go to the car to get my things. They looked at me carefully and watched me with their eyes, first from behind and then from the front when I returned with my travel bags. As I approached them, I heard that I was a pretty woman, shaved like a little girl. With a smile, I told them in Slovak that I was glad that we had neighbors with whom we could get along. They were shocked and quickly tried to apologize, both to me and to my husband, who had also come to see me from the car. We laughed about the situation and immediately got to know each other.

Mirek and Tomáš, both massive and tall, over 190cm, well built and, as I noticed, well equipped in terms of male pride. My husband, who is 176cm, and I stood by them and looked up while communicating with each other. I found myself thinking that I was eager to see their pride in an erect state. Mirek had a beard and I noticed that when looking at my nakedness, his penis was slightly erect, relatively thick. I took our things to the room and the men talked to each other, while watching me with their eyes. They saw me from all sides, even when I was leaning forward, as I leaned towards the travel bags. My breasts, no longer firm, hung and swayed when I leaned forward, even when I walked up and down, and I realized that I was attracting them both with my nakedness.

As I saw, all three of them understood each other and found common ground. I didn’t want to stand awkwardly naked among them (my husband was still in shorts and a T-shirt), so I told them that I was looking forward to the sea and would run off to swim. As I was, I went down the path to the sea naked. The beach was almost empty, people were hiding from the midday sun, taking their midday siesta.

There were two or three couples and a few single guys on the beach, but all of them were quite far away from me.

I swam around the shore, looking for my husband, but almost half an hour passed and he didn’t come, so I went back to the room myself. From a distance, I could see that my husband, Mirek and Tomáš, were sitting naked on our balcony, drinking beer. I realized that they were waiting for me to arrive so that we could get to know each other a little more naked than we had done in front of the room. “This is taking a turn for the worse,” I said to myself, but I didn’t mind, I would rather say that I was eager to see how it would turn out.

“I’ll let them wait a bit”, I said to myself and after arriving I went to the shower, where I was for a good 15 minutes. I got myself ready, also anal, just to be sure, I suspected that it could turn out either way. Wrapped in a towel, I went into the room and slowly started to put the things we had brought back in their places. They happily called to me through the balcony door and teased me about whether I would show them naked again. I didn’t rush to get naked, I knew that the longer I wasn’t naked, the more lustful I was for them. But I had already put my things away and it was time to join them, to sit on the balcony with them.

It was hot outside, the sun was beating down on us, and they offered me a cold beer that Mirek or Tomáš had brought from their room. We sat (I was still wrapped in a towel), drank beer, and chatted. Mirek and Tomáš are here with their wives, they live together in the double apartment next door, and their wives drove to Poreč today, they won’t be back until the evening, so the two of them are now like bachelors. They are enjoying the solitude and are happy to spend their free time with us. Tomáš went away and brought a whole case of canned Staropramen beer from their room, so we had something to sit with and relax. My husband left us alone, to let me visit for now, because he hadn’t even showered on the way. In that heat and on the way, after the third beer, I started to be naturally cheerful and talkative. They both complimented me on how good I looked naked, telling me not to hide under a towel and to show off, because they’d seen me naked before.

I don’t mind nudity and my husband doesn’t mind me being naked in front of others, so I didn’t need to be talked into it for long. Sitting on the towel, I let it slide off my breasts and, standing up, I bent forward and folded it on the chair under me. My back and side were turned to the table and to them, so I offered them a nice look. Mirek couldn’t stand it and took my hanging breast in his hand, supposedly to weigh it down. I quickly turned around and sat on the chair, facing them, so they could only see my breasts that were above the table. They laughed at my reaction and continued to compliment me, telling me not to be ashamed and not to hide. They reproached my husband, who had already returned to our house, for not warning them that I was so shy. My husband and I both knew that this was not the case, because on FKK holidays he tolerates my whims and caprices, we even seek them out. We were drinking beer and my head was starting to get all mixed up, I was already drunk. My husband knows me well, he knows how uninhibited and shameless I am in such a state. He started to urge me not to hide under the table, to show Mirek and Tomáš. I let myself be talked into it for a bit, but then, pulling the chair away from the table, I put my legs to the sides on the backrests and sitting like this with my legs spread wide, I showed them all of myself. I sit opposite them and show them my open, swollen bun, as well as my freely hanging breasts. I laugh merrily and drink beer, leaning over the table to reach the glass. They kept their eyes on me, looking here and there, especially at my crotch. My little bun is shaved clean and I know that every fold of it is visible in detail, as well as the slightly open hole. I see Tomáš’ erection starting, then Mirek’s and my husband’s. All three sit around me and I have the opportunity to examine their erect members. Tomáš has it like my husband, but Mirek has something to brag about. His penis is thick, about 18-20 centimeters long, and a large glans protrudes from the foreskin, thicker than his penis itself. That glans fascinates me, I can’t take my eyes off it. I want to feel it inside me with all my might. I start to feel a tremor in my lower abdomen and the excitement rises in me. I realize that the large lips of my cock have boiled over, it’s no longer a cock, it’s an open cock. I know they can see it and they know I’m excited, I’m hungry for love. I am, yes I am passionately hungry and willing to give myself completely to them.

My husband got up from the table, grabbed my hand, waited for me to get up and led me into the room to the bed, at the same time urging Mirek and Tomáš to come with us. We all came together to the bed, where my husband pulled me onto it and laid me down on my chest. He knelt down next to me and started fingering my vagina from behind, spreading the halves of my ass and my anal hole. His teasing in front of Mirek and Tomáš excited me, lifting my pelvis a little, I stuck out my ass and moaning softly, I indulged in his touch. With my head tilted to the side, I saw Mirek and Tomáš looking at us and masturbating. I felt my husband drooling over my vagina and anal hole and spreading them with his fingers. I was already shaking with excitement when my husband sat down on the bed with his legs down. He pulled me out and sat me on his thighs, straddling me, with my back to him. He lifted me up a little with his hands and indicated that I should mount him. With my legs spread wide, above his thighs, I sat down and felt his member enter my weakened, prepared anal hole. My wide-spread, stretched bun was exposed to the gaze of Mirek and Tomáš. I sat down all the way and eagerly began to move up, down, slide in and out, again and again. My breasts, leaning forward, hanging, swayed up and down. The excitement in me was rising, it felt good, because the two of them, masturbating, were looking at us. Suddenly my husband pulled me closer. I lie on my back, on his chest, with his penis in my anus, with my legs spread wide and my bun sticking out, swollen and open. My husband’s hands squeeze and stretch my breasts. My bun is offered for use and I watch which of the two will take me.

To my delight, it was Mirek, he came up to us and gently but impatiently entered me. His thick penis filled me completely and his large glans was teasing me perfectly. I lay with my eyes closed and tried not to move, so that my husband’s penis wouldn’t slip out of me. I surrendered to Mirek, without moving, and held him and let him enter me. The beautiful feeling of filling both holes is indescribable. Mirek’s movements accelerated and I felt his glans swell even more inside me before he started to cum inside me. He thrusts into me jerkily, squirting several times and I, moaning and groaning, also reach orgasm. Mirek slipped out of me and I’m shaking all over, my little bun contracting convulsively and pushing Mirek’s sperm out of me, which flows down my slit to my ass and onto my husband. I quickly get up and rush under the shower. Washing myself from the bottom, I think about the fact that it’s not over yet, because Tomáš was left without an experience.

I wasn’t wrong, coming out of the shower I see Tomáš and Mirek coming towards me from the balcony, so that they can catch me by the bed. Mirek, without delay, lay down on his back and pulled me onto him. Turning towards him, I sat on his cock, which I inserted into myself with my own hand, and he, hugging me with his arms, pulled me with his breasts to his chest. On my knees, bent over, with my ass sticking out, I offered my anal for use myself. Tomáš took advantage of it right away, he entered me quite roughly and they both started to thrust into me. At first it was quite awkward, Mirek slipped out of me a few times, but then we picked up a common rhythm. I moaned and moaned as they gradually ejaculated into me. First Tomáš into my anus, he slipped out of me and Mirek and I were left alone with ourselves. Mirek rolled me over onto my back and made love to me traditionally, pulling my legs up to his shoulders and thrusting quickly, deeply into me, pulling my pelvis towards him, hard and to the stop. I moaned loudly, almost screaming, as I reached orgasm along with his squirting into me. He laid his chest on my breasts and together, for quite a long time, we felt my vaginal spasms until he relaxed a little and slipped out of me. We went under the shower together, where he insistently soaped and washed me, focusing mainly on my crotch. But at the same time, he did not forbid himself from alternately squeezing my breasts with both hands and sucking my swollen nipples. Leaning against the shower wall, I stood with my eyes closed and surrendered to his caresses. I bent my legs a little and spread my knees so that he could also use his hand to caress my bun without any problems. He took advantage of it, fingered me, with two, three fingers, he tried for more, but I reached orgasm and my bent legs convulsively joined and spread, not letting his hand enter me. All happy and satisfied, leaning against the shower wall, I waited with him for the cramps to pass. We wiped ourselves, mainly him me, and went out onto the balcony to my husband and Tomas. They didn’t need to say anything or explain anything, I probably could see from my face that I was perfectly and completely satisfied.

For a while, we sat together, all naked, on the balcony, where I was the center of attention. My husband smiled at me understandingly and I knew he wouldn’t blame me, because we had agreed that on FKK holidays we would tolerate it, let me enjoy it. Since we had finished our beer, we decided to go to the sea together, before dinner and the arrival of Mirek and Tomáš’s wives. We went to the sea naked, with just a blanket and suntan oil, in a good mood. The guys took turns swimming in the sea and standing around me, who was sunbathing provocatively on the blanket. Each of them took the opportunity to rub my back, or breasts, stomach, legs and even my shaved crotch. Mirek took advantage of this especially, as he inserted his middle finger into my hole while rubbing my bun, but he wasn’t the only one doing it. It must have been interesting for the neighbors on the beach to see three guys taking turns rubbing me, intimately and tenderly, even in intimate places…

The expected arrival of the wives was approaching, so we went to our rooms, with the idea of ​​meeting Mirek and Tomáš’s wives during or after dinner. I was curious about what they were like, and how the four of us would look and behave, knowing that I already belonged passionately to the three of them and devotedly adjusted and held my holes. But I will write about that in the next experience.